Post by Steve Sinclair on Feb 22, 2014 15:06:30 GMT
ROAD TRIP!
Billy has his El Camino back on the road now. He had to rebuild it when Beth, Cindy's boss at Waffle House took a ax to it. It took a couple of months for Billy to fix the car but he got it back up and running. New windshield, side windows. Tail gate, redid the whole interior black this time. He tracked down a new hood and had a huge bald eagle air brushed on the hood. New tires, rims and he's ready to go. Today Billy is going to take it on a road trip up north to Louisville Kentucky and he's packing up for the road trip.
He found a cap for the El Camino, don't you how hard that is by the way? He's loading up the bed of the car. Change of clothes, tool box, some spare parts just in case in a old plastic milk crate. 2 boxes of t shirts to sell before the show and box of posters to sell too. Yeah he could use the merch table inside but Billy wants to cut out the middle man and sell his stuff directly to the fans, he gets more money this way and you never know, he might get a phone number or two this way. And of course, 4 cases of shine. That's being hidden in a extra big tool box and he has a name for his shine nowadays.
Redneck Remedy
He's all set to go, all he needs to do is wait for Joe. So with time to kill Billy closes up the tail gate, closes the upper half of the cap and reaches in his back pocket for a can of Skoal wintergreen long cut.
"So this here, this is it. Couple of days from now, Joe and I we'll be walkin' down the isle towards that ring, steppin' as the UWL Tag Team Champions. We be puttin' dog collars on. Nanook said Joe picked himself out a nice rainbow colored one. He said he wanted one to express himself. Me? I said it doesn't matter what color collar you'd get me cuz."
Still holding the can of chew Billy holds up his two fists.
"When dat there bll rings fer a second time. The only color I'd be seeing is red. Cuz my hands will be blood soaked. The ring mat will be forever stained in Emma's and Archers blood! And my dog color. Well you guessed it. It be bloody red too."
Billy taps the top of his can of chew.
"Seems like forever, this war between the tag team champions and Bad Intentions has been goin' on. Dat be our name by the way Archer. Tag Team Champions! We, we don't need some gimmicky name like Bad Intentions when you wearin' the titles around your waist."
Billy goes to slap face of his title belt but he isn't wearing it. He smack his stomach and looks down.
"Well if I was wearin' it right dis second you'd see the title right here."
Billy pops the top on his can of chew.
"You see folks, everyone at home on your computers watchin' dis on UWL web site. Dis battle between us has been goin' on fer a long time and dis is the final chapter in the story of Tag Champions versus Bad Intentions. We've been beatin' each other silly. Table matches, falls count anywhere matches. Steel chairs, tables, pepper spray, you name it we have been hittin' each other with it and every time, every time when it's go time for the so called best tag team in the UWL, they have come up short! They are like, the Bode Miller of tag team wrestling. All hype! All talk! But when it's time to prove your point in the ring, you'd be a third tier team at best! All the while. NASCAR Billy! Joe Jones! We keep on winnin'. We keep on defendin' our titles and those titles. They be stayin' around our waists. Der be a reason fer that. It's because we're best team in the UWL, in the United States and in the world. Dat."
Billy takes a pinch of chew and stuffs his lip.
"Is a cold hard fact. Hell yeah it is. Try and prove us the hell wrong!!"
Billy snaps his can closes and stuffs it in his back pocket and holds up seven fingers.
"Seven and O as a tag team Joe and I are. Yeah you heard me right. Seven wins. Zero losses and that jack, is a fact."
Joe appears in the frame and walks up next to Billy and leans on the car. Joe is wearing jeans, leather jacket and shades. He crosses his arms and glances into the camera.
"You want to talk about cohesion and what not Emma. You want to talk about all the hard work you and Archer put into being the best team you can be? You want to talk about how we aren't a real tag team?"
Billy spits.
"Then answer da question Emma. How in the hell can we be unde....."
Billy moves his arms like a speed boxer hitting a speed bag at chest height, after a couple of rotations of whatever you want to call it he stops and has both of his pointer fingers pointed at the camera.
"feated? Huh? Emma? Explain dat?"
"Well of course Emma won't, she can't because everything she has been saying about us not being a real tag team is nothing but smoke she is trying to blow up everyone's ass. She's just butt hurt because her and Archer have spent years working together, they have been down a bumpy road and here we are, two guys forced to work together and we are successful."
Billy nods his head. "Yup! Der it is. Butt hurt Emma."
"They have nothing to show for a life time of working together. Hell even Emma has acknowledge she is having more success on her own then with Archer so she even has doubts about how great and awesome her team is. I'll give Emma her due. On her own she has found success. She's won some high profile matches on her own. But with Archer, as Bad Intentions what have they done? Gotten to the finals of the Coronation Cup?"
"Only to lose to us! Yup! Dat's their highlight."
"She was right when she said this was it. Their final stand. They have to push all of their chips to the center of the table because if they can't beat us this week, then they really need to give up. And don't compare this match Emma with me beating Caleb Hart. The two of you have struggled to keep up with us. Hell at one point you had to get Karma to help you get the upper hand on me. I had Caleb beat for the TV title and Wolf Parker ruined that on me. See, I knew I could beat Caleb Hart. Everyone in the UWL knew I could beat him and had him beat only to see victory snatched away from me time and time again. With you two."
"There is no competition."
"You two just aren't in our class. There was never a time, not once when you two almost had us beat. Could have had us beaten or anything remotely close to having us taste defeat. They only thing you have, is Archer beating up Billy in two hardcore matches. Wow. Way to beat up the rookie. You should be so proud of yourself."
"Rookie? Ima not a rookie. I can beat Archer."
Joe cocks his head towards Billy and looks over the top of his glasses.
"Then do it."
"I will this weekend in good old Kentucky! When we go eight and O. Dat has a nice ring to it don't you think so Joe?"
"You're at the fork in the road Emma, Archer. One path leads towards the UWL Tag Team titles. It's all uphill, straight up a snowy covered mountain with no safety line to guild you there and you have to push a square block weighting ten tons up the hill. Is that the path you take knowing full well you can't succeeded or do you take the other path?"
"The road that is paved to some other city, some other work place where you two might be standouts in da B league."
"Either path you two take, the outcome will remain the same. Billy and I, we'll be walking out this weekend with the UWL Tag Team titles firmly around our waists. These pieces of tin you love to call the titles Emma, will remain your unicorn."
"A mere pipe dream. And Archer! I'll be waitin' on you in da ring. I have a leather strap with your name all over it."
"If you even show up buddy. I won't blame you if you don't."
"And remember."
Billy spits.
"If you ain't first, like us, the Tag Team Champions. Then you just downright stink!"
FTB.