Post by tommyhargrove on Jul 31, 2010 19:41:03 GMT -5
Tommy today you’ll become a man, I know this strip club, where the women will bang you for a small baggie of cocaine.
Tommy is sitting in the passenger side of a 1958 Ferrari 412S one of the most expensive cars in the world. The sleek red exterior is in pristine condition and shines brightly in the afternoon sun. The car screams douche bag, from the stylish numbering all the way to the raised dorsal fin protruding from the trunk. The type of car one would expect to find a typical conceited, stupidly wealthy, egotistical grade A tool driving, which brings us to the very muscular and tanned Nick Hill, who for some reason has decided to take this drive without a shirt on.
Trust me Tommy, these girls do it all, if you can’t score with one of them, then hell you must be that fruity looking metro sexual bastard Chris Hart.
Tommy shakes his head in disgust at Nick’s words, yet he remains quite and enjoys the ride. Deep inside a part of Tommy wants to shut Nick up, to put Nick in his place, but the mild mannered Tommy ignores these deep seated feelings and just stares at the passing scenery. Tree’s buzz by the speeding car and any people the car passes appear as brief blips before disappearing.
Come on Nick why don’t you slow down a bit?
Nick looks at his friend and punches the accelerator, the engine revs up and the Ferrari lets out a loud vroom as it begins to climb to astronomical speed levels. Tommy grabs the door and holds on tight, the speeding car seems to bounce and swerve as it hits every little bump.
Calm down Tommy! I’m just trying to have a little fun, you know, loosen you up a bit. I mean trust me Tommy when we hit up this club, shits gonna be popping, and panties gonna be dropping.
Tommy releases his grasp on the passenger side door slightly as Nick brings the vehicle back to acceptable speed levels. Hey Yo Tommy look at this. Nick takes his hands off the steering wheel and the car begins to slowly curve into the oncoming traffic lane. Look Ma, No hands! Tommy once again grabs the door with his left hand and digs his nails into the white leather side panels.
Come on Nick cut it out, I’ve got enough on my mind without having to worry about you crashing the car into a tree or another car. Nick realizes how much of an jerk off he’s been and corrects the vehicles path, he even drops the speed, almost to the point of actually obeying the speed limit. Thanks man, I just need to concentrate on this main event, the training has been so intense, my body aches, my head hurts and just trying to imagine the match makes my heart start rushing. I go into panic mode and trust me Nick it’s not fun at all.
Nick nods his head in agreement with Tommy’s statement. I understand what you’re going through Tommy, you need to find some way to relax, this is why we really need to get you laid. Hell once you feel that sweet sensation, trust me dude, you won’t be concerned about any of those lame ass bitches you’re about to face.
Tommy interrupts
That’s what I’m talking about Nick, none of these guys can be taken lightly. As a companion to our training I’ve been watching some you tube videos of these guys I’m facing, and it’s scary stuff. Take for instance Justin Kaard, I saw him finish off a guy with this move, I can’t even begin to describe it, it sent chills down my spine, what happens if he somehow manages to hit me with that thing? I don’t even know if I’d be able to walk again after something like that.
Nick looks disinterested
Look Tommy, if you’re going to fear anyone in the match up it certainly shouldn’t be Justin Kaard, didn’t he lose to Christian Kane, come on now, not just lose but get embarrassed. I think that hardly qualifies him as someone you should fear, and while we’re at it, instead of looking at Kaard’s move set, why don’t you think about how you can hurt him. Do you really think if you smack that bastard with The Tommy Gunn he’ll be so quick to try and hurt you? How about if you just use my training and wear him out, with all that confusion going on it shouldn’t be too difficult to maximize your talents.
Tommy nods his head in agreement with Nick, he gazes out the window once more and continues to watch the tree’s buzz by. Tommy takes a deep breath and sucks in the country air.
This air really smells nice, sometimes I wish I could live in the woods and take in all this beauty on a daily basis.
Nick shakes his head in disgust
Dude you got some issues, what’s so good about all this nature crap? Nothing but a bunch of nerds living out here trying to pretend they are better than everyone else because they are living with nature, but the hypocrites are driving gas guzzlers and pouring tons of chemicals on their flowers ruining the environment.
Tommy kind of agrees with Nick and lets him know by nodding his head in agreement.
I suppose what you say has some truth people do tend to be hypocrites, but to make such a broad statement about everyone who lives out here is flat out wrong Nick. Also what about your sweet ride here, this thing burns through gasoline like a hot knife in butter.
Nick shrugs his shoulders
This car is a pussy magnet, ever since my dad bought me this sweet ass ride all I have to do is pull up to a bitch, flash her a grin and within twenty minutes I’m smashing that rose garden.
Tommy shakes his head in disgust and sits silently the rest of the trip.
Half Hour Later
The flashy sports car drives into the brothels parking lot, the afternoon sun has cooled quite considerable and rain clouds begin to form in the air. Nick surveys the situation then zooms his vehicle into one of the open spots. Once parked he starts the process of pulling up the car’s retractable roof.
Looks like it’s gonna rain, Tommy give me a hand with this roof, I don’t want my ride getting messed up.
Tommy helps Nick put the roof on the car, they secure latches and lock up the doors. Nick puts his arm around his buddy and gives him a slap on the back
So are you ready to become a man Tommy, it’s finally going to happen, after tonight you’ll join the ranks of the alpha male, you will bang some hot bitch tonight, you’ll owe me big time for this man.
Tommy looks a bit reserved, he understands where the pair are heading but feels uncomfortable with the situation.
Nick, is this right, I mean paying for sex?
Nick looks shocked by Tommy’s question
Listen to me Tommy, guys have been paying to bang chicks since man first gave value to objects. It’s in our animalistic nature to pay for pussy. Look at it this way Tommy, say you take a lady out to dinner, then a movie, then you somehow convince her to let you hit it after the night cap. That type of date could run you in excess of a couple of hundred bucks. Here at Uncle Lumpy’s hump palace you pay forty bucks and you are guaranteed to get some ass at the end of the night.
Tommy doesn’t look convinced
I understand what you are saying Nick, but what about the girl, isn’t she being taken advantage of? What if she is being forced into the sex industry? I can’t in good conscience go in there and pay to take advantage of a girl, it just seems so unnatural to me.
Nick shakes his head, yet again in disgust
Dude, you must be some kind of queer, like that sissy bitch Chris Hart
Tommy interrupts Nick
Why do you have to be so mean Nick, I’m sure Chris Hart isn’t gay and even if he was so what. I have known plenty of homosexual people who were fine upstanding members of society. Maybe your homophobia stems from a fear that you are homosexual. You know what they say, the people who are the most outspoken about homosexuality, are the ones who are more than likely homosexual themselves.
Nick looks disgusted, he spits on the ground and grabs Tommy by his shirt
Listen up Tommy, I think we’ve gotten close, but if you keep talking all this bullshit I’m going to sever our relationship, you know, I tried to help you out man, I tried to take you from this quivering little sack of crap and turn you into a lean mean fighting machine, and instead of thanking me you go out and call me a homosexual. In the next few days you are going to be in the biggest confrontation of your pathetic excuse for a life, taking on real veterans of the ring. If you would just shut up, and listen to what I say you could be the man who comes out on top.
Nick releases Tommy’s shirt, yet he still has a cross look on his face
Now are we going to head up in this place and get some ass or sit outside acting like little bitches. I know for once I’m going inside, I’m getting shit faced and afterward I’m going to bang like three chicks.
Tommy sits down on one of the benches by the door. He slumps down and looks rather miserable
I can’t do this Nick, I can’t pay for sex, you go inside and have a good time, I’ll be out here thinking of ways to improve my wrestling. I’m sure it’ll help me more in the long run than being with a prostitute.
Nick waves off his buddy and heads toward the doors, he pulls the door open looks toward his friend with cheesed look on his face.
You sit out here and contemplate what you’re going to do, but when push comes to shove realize that this may be the last chance you have to actually get some confidence, you think Josh Eagles is sitting around acting like a bitch? Na, I’ll tell you what Josh Eagles is doing, he’s out there banging chicks, making lots of cash and properly training himself to face you. Nick stops talking for a second, a light bulb seems to go off in his head. Actually Josh Eagles isn’t even taking you seriously, he overlooked you, he doesn’t think you stand a chance, and I must say I agree with him.
With that said Nick moves inside the darkened building, he lets the door slam shut behind him, leaving Tommy sulking on the bench.
Tommy is sitting in the passenger side of a 1958 Ferrari 412S one of the most expensive cars in the world. The sleek red exterior is in pristine condition and shines brightly in the afternoon sun. The car screams douche bag, from the stylish numbering all the way to the raised dorsal fin protruding from the trunk. The type of car one would expect to find a typical conceited, stupidly wealthy, egotistical grade A tool driving, which brings us to the very muscular and tanned Nick Hill, who for some reason has decided to take this drive without a shirt on.
Trust me Tommy, these girls do it all, if you can’t score with one of them, then hell you must be that fruity looking metro sexual bastard Chris Hart.
Tommy shakes his head in disgust at Nick’s words, yet he remains quite and enjoys the ride. Deep inside a part of Tommy wants to shut Nick up, to put Nick in his place, but the mild mannered Tommy ignores these deep seated feelings and just stares at the passing scenery. Tree’s buzz by the speeding car and any people the car passes appear as brief blips before disappearing.
Come on Nick why don’t you slow down a bit?
Nick looks at his friend and punches the accelerator, the engine revs up and the Ferrari lets out a loud vroom as it begins to climb to astronomical speed levels. Tommy grabs the door and holds on tight, the speeding car seems to bounce and swerve as it hits every little bump.
Calm down Tommy! I’m just trying to have a little fun, you know, loosen you up a bit. I mean trust me Tommy when we hit up this club, shits gonna be popping, and panties gonna be dropping.
Tommy releases his grasp on the passenger side door slightly as Nick brings the vehicle back to acceptable speed levels. Hey Yo Tommy look at this. Nick takes his hands off the steering wheel and the car begins to slowly curve into the oncoming traffic lane. Look Ma, No hands! Tommy once again grabs the door with his left hand and digs his nails into the white leather side panels.
Come on Nick cut it out, I’ve got enough on my mind without having to worry about you crashing the car into a tree or another car. Nick realizes how much of an jerk off he’s been and corrects the vehicles path, he even drops the speed, almost to the point of actually obeying the speed limit. Thanks man, I just need to concentrate on this main event, the training has been so intense, my body aches, my head hurts and just trying to imagine the match makes my heart start rushing. I go into panic mode and trust me Nick it’s not fun at all.
Nick nods his head in agreement with Tommy’s statement. I understand what you’re going through Tommy, you need to find some way to relax, this is why we really need to get you laid. Hell once you feel that sweet sensation, trust me dude, you won’t be concerned about any of those lame ass bitches you’re about to face.
Tommy interrupts
That’s what I’m talking about Nick, none of these guys can be taken lightly. As a companion to our training I’ve been watching some you tube videos of these guys I’m facing, and it’s scary stuff. Take for instance Justin Kaard, I saw him finish off a guy with this move, I can’t even begin to describe it, it sent chills down my spine, what happens if he somehow manages to hit me with that thing? I don’t even know if I’d be able to walk again after something like that.
Nick looks disinterested
Look Tommy, if you’re going to fear anyone in the match up it certainly shouldn’t be Justin Kaard, didn’t he lose to Christian Kane, come on now, not just lose but get embarrassed. I think that hardly qualifies him as someone you should fear, and while we’re at it, instead of looking at Kaard’s move set, why don’t you think about how you can hurt him. Do you really think if you smack that bastard with The Tommy Gunn he’ll be so quick to try and hurt you? How about if you just use my training and wear him out, with all that confusion going on it shouldn’t be too difficult to maximize your talents.
Tommy nods his head in agreement with Nick, he gazes out the window once more and continues to watch the tree’s buzz by. Tommy takes a deep breath and sucks in the country air.
This air really smells nice, sometimes I wish I could live in the woods and take in all this beauty on a daily basis.
Nick shakes his head in disgust
Dude you got some issues, what’s so good about all this nature crap? Nothing but a bunch of nerds living out here trying to pretend they are better than everyone else because they are living with nature, but the hypocrites are driving gas guzzlers and pouring tons of chemicals on their flowers ruining the environment.
Tommy kind of agrees with Nick and lets him know by nodding his head in agreement.
I suppose what you say has some truth people do tend to be hypocrites, but to make such a broad statement about everyone who lives out here is flat out wrong Nick. Also what about your sweet ride here, this thing burns through gasoline like a hot knife in butter.
Nick shrugs his shoulders
This car is a pussy magnet, ever since my dad bought me this sweet ass ride all I have to do is pull up to a bitch, flash her a grin and within twenty minutes I’m smashing that rose garden.
Tommy shakes his head in disgust and sits silently the rest of the trip.
Half Hour Later
The flashy sports car drives into the brothels parking lot, the afternoon sun has cooled quite considerable and rain clouds begin to form in the air. Nick surveys the situation then zooms his vehicle into one of the open spots. Once parked he starts the process of pulling up the car’s retractable roof.
Looks like it’s gonna rain, Tommy give me a hand with this roof, I don’t want my ride getting messed up.
Tommy helps Nick put the roof on the car, they secure latches and lock up the doors. Nick puts his arm around his buddy and gives him a slap on the back
So are you ready to become a man Tommy, it’s finally going to happen, after tonight you’ll join the ranks of the alpha male, you will bang some hot bitch tonight, you’ll owe me big time for this man.
Tommy looks a bit reserved, he understands where the pair are heading but feels uncomfortable with the situation.
Nick, is this right, I mean paying for sex?
Nick looks shocked by Tommy’s question
Listen to me Tommy, guys have been paying to bang chicks since man first gave value to objects. It’s in our animalistic nature to pay for pussy. Look at it this way Tommy, say you take a lady out to dinner, then a movie, then you somehow convince her to let you hit it after the night cap. That type of date could run you in excess of a couple of hundred bucks. Here at Uncle Lumpy’s hump palace you pay forty bucks and you are guaranteed to get some ass at the end of the night.
Tommy doesn’t look convinced
I understand what you are saying Nick, but what about the girl, isn’t she being taken advantage of? What if she is being forced into the sex industry? I can’t in good conscience go in there and pay to take advantage of a girl, it just seems so unnatural to me.
Nick shakes his head, yet again in disgust
Dude, you must be some kind of queer, like that sissy bitch Chris Hart
Tommy interrupts Nick
Why do you have to be so mean Nick, I’m sure Chris Hart isn’t gay and even if he was so what. I have known plenty of homosexual people who were fine upstanding members of society. Maybe your homophobia stems from a fear that you are homosexual. You know what they say, the people who are the most outspoken about homosexuality, are the ones who are more than likely homosexual themselves.
Nick looks disgusted, he spits on the ground and grabs Tommy by his shirt
Listen up Tommy, I think we’ve gotten close, but if you keep talking all this bullshit I’m going to sever our relationship, you know, I tried to help you out man, I tried to take you from this quivering little sack of crap and turn you into a lean mean fighting machine, and instead of thanking me you go out and call me a homosexual. In the next few days you are going to be in the biggest confrontation of your pathetic excuse for a life, taking on real veterans of the ring. If you would just shut up, and listen to what I say you could be the man who comes out on top.
Nick releases Tommy’s shirt, yet he still has a cross look on his face
Now are we going to head up in this place and get some ass or sit outside acting like little bitches. I know for once I’m going inside, I’m getting shit faced and afterward I’m going to bang like three chicks.
Tommy sits down on one of the benches by the door. He slumps down and looks rather miserable
I can’t do this Nick, I can’t pay for sex, you go inside and have a good time, I’ll be out here thinking of ways to improve my wrestling. I’m sure it’ll help me more in the long run than being with a prostitute.
Nick waves off his buddy and heads toward the doors, he pulls the door open looks toward his friend with cheesed look on his face.
You sit out here and contemplate what you’re going to do, but when push comes to shove realize that this may be the last chance you have to actually get some confidence, you think Josh Eagles is sitting around acting like a bitch? Na, I’ll tell you what Josh Eagles is doing, he’s out there banging chicks, making lots of cash and properly training himself to face you. Nick stops talking for a second, a light bulb seems to go off in his head. Actually Josh Eagles isn’t even taking you seriously, he overlooked you, he doesn’t think you stand a chance, and I must say I agree with him.
With that said Nick moves inside the darkened building, he lets the door slam shut behind him, leaving Tommy sulking on the bench.
