Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 24, 2013 14:44:39 GMT
Feb 20 2013
Downtown Philadelphia on a snowy day.......
Steps out a man in brand new Jordans........
The sidewalks have a coating of fresh snow. The roads are slushy, people on the sidewalks hurrying along covering themselves up in a attempt to keep the cold out of their coats......
Stands a man in bell bottom gray sweat pants....
The traffic is moving along slowly as the street are a little slick....
With his bitchin black leather fanny pack is a man wearing a old beat up, faded Eagles hoodie....the sleeves ripped out exposing his massive arms. Moving upwards rocking the shades is Jeffrey Hatemonger. He scans the mid winter day with flurries in the forecast. He smacks his fist into his hand, both hands and wrists are all taped up like a boxer. He snarls as he gazes over south Philly.
“Let’s do this shit.”
Key the Rocky theme song!
Hatemonger runs down the street with his fanny pack bouncing up and down, he shadow boxes along the way, The few people that are on the streets annoyed to see him. Hatemonger makes his way down several streets and side streets all the way towards the capital building. You can see him getting stronger as he sprints towards the steps of the capital building. Hatemonger grunts and growls as he charges hard up the steps except he doesn’t have a half a city of kids following him, in fact he has a couple of guys yelling at him, calling him a pansy, a retard, a fuck head as he ran by. Jeff isn’t the first one to run where Rocky ran and he isn’t going to the last either. Once Hatemonger hits the top step he stops celebrates reaching the top. He looks around over looking Philadelphia.
“What a fucking dump. Shit pizza shops. Bad second rate sub shops. Two bit bars and gay coffee shops. Plus everything is that god damn red brick, makes this place real, real depressing. I don’t know why anyone who was from here would be so proud to be from here. No parking, rude fucks everywhere. Man fuck this place. They should just burn it the fuck down. If there wouldn’t be such a outcry from a bunch of welfare folks I would tear that gas line out of the ground and torch this mother fucker down! But I will save that rage, that raw fucking hatred for the ring when I torch Hammer around that ring and win the ESW Title. And while I would love to talk about how I’m going to that, I’ve got to get out of the damn hell hole. Cold as fuck here. I’m going somewhere warmer. Fuck this place.”
To be contuined.
Downtown Philadelphia on a snowy day.......
Steps out a man in brand new Jordans........
The sidewalks have a coating of fresh snow. The roads are slushy, people on the sidewalks hurrying along covering themselves up in a attempt to keep the cold out of their coats......
Stands a man in bell bottom gray sweat pants....
The traffic is moving along slowly as the street are a little slick....
With his bitchin black leather fanny pack is a man wearing a old beat up, faded Eagles hoodie....the sleeves ripped out exposing his massive arms. Moving upwards rocking the shades is Jeffrey Hatemonger. He scans the mid winter day with flurries in the forecast. He smacks his fist into his hand, both hands and wrists are all taped up like a boxer. He snarls as he gazes over south Philly.
“Let’s do this shit.”
Key the Rocky theme song!
Hatemonger runs down the street with his fanny pack bouncing up and down, he shadow boxes along the way, The few people that are on the streets annoyed to see him. Hatemonger makes his way down several streets and side streets all the way towards the capital building. You can see him getting stronger as he sprints towards the steps of the capital building. Hatemonger grunts and growls as he charges hard up the steps except he doesn’t have a half a city of kids following him, in fact he has a couple of guys yelling at him, calling him a pansy, a retard, a fuck head as he ran by. Jeff isn’t the first one to run where Rocky ran and he isn’t going to the last either. Once Hatemonger hits the top step he stops celebrates reaching the top. He looks around over looking Philadelphia.
“What a fucking dump. Shit pizza shops. Bad second rate sub shops. Two bit bars and gay coffee shops. Plus everything is that god damn red brick, makes this place real, real depressing. I don’t know why anyone who was from here would be so proud to be from here. No parking, rude fucks everywhere. Man fuck this place. They should just burn it the fuck down. If there wouldn’t be such a outcry from a bunch of welfare folks I would tear that gas line out of the ground and torch this mother fucker down! But I will save that rage, that raw fucking hatred for the ring when I torch Hammer around that ring and win the ESW Title. And while I would love to talk about how I’m going to that, I’ve got to get out of the damn hell hole. Cold as fuck here. I’m going somewhere warmer. Fuck this place.”
To be contuined.