Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 8, 2016 21:02:48 GMT
Tokyo Haneda airport in, where else Tokyo and flight 154525636954785226421254896544125 has landed and the passengers have departed and gathered their bags and they are on their way out to the city that is Tokyo…..
First one out because he doesn’t have to get his bags, because he has someone to do that for him is the Bad Ass James Kelloggs dressed up real sharp today. Black jeans, oversized P Diddy shirt, leather jacket unzipped and a black fedora hat (90’s yo!) and flanking him on either side of him are two smoking hot, skinny as a bean pole Japanese chicks wearing yoga pants and underarmor shirts and it must be cold in Tokyo today. They have their arms tucked under James’s arm and yes they are on the short side but hot as hell none the less. They are giggling as they step out of the airport.
James Kelloggs ”Ladies, both of you are in for a real experience. I will blow both of your minds by the time this day is over with. Ah there is my ride.”
The girls giggle again as a big black stretched Escalade pulls up and comes to a stop. The driver hops out and rushes around to the rear passenger door and opens it. “Sir.” he says as he holds the door open. As the girls climb into the Escalade giggling no less Veggieburger comes rushing out of the airport carrying several bags, his bags and James’s bags. It’s taking everything he has to carry everything. He drops the bags on the sidewalk in front of the driver.
“Are these your sir?” The driver asks James and James nods. “I shall place them in the trunk.”
VeggieBurger takes a step back and takes in the limo. ”Man!” He goes. ”This is impressive.”
James Kelloggs ”Thank you Veggie. I told them I wanted top of the line and the wine on chill. I am told they built this bad boy just for me, a bad ass ride for the Bad Ass One.”
VeggieBurger ”I hope there is room for me…”
James Kelloggs ”Yeah about that. Listen, When I get in that limo, things are about to go down with me and those girls. They can’t keep their hands to themselves. They want a piece of BadAssery in them and I’m the giving type. So if you don’t mind, I got you your own ride and this time Veggie, I swear I was thinking of you and your hippie ways. You’re no dummy, you know this things doesn’t get very good gas milage so I got you something more along your way of thinking.”
VeggieBurger ”Oh really? Cuz I was really looking forward to riding in this awesome limo.”
James Kelloggs ”I’m not the shy type, you know that but there is a cover charge to watch me perform. I’m not about to do what I am going to do to those girls free of charge so if you want to ride, that’ll be two grand. Hell of show though.”
VeggieBurger ”Two grand? You know. I’ll just catch the next ride and meet up with you later.”
James smirks. “Okay Veggie. I’ll see you later. Driver! Take your time going to the hotel if you know what I mean!”
The driver bows. “Yes sir” he says and closes the door after James climbs into the waiting arms of two girls giggling. As they drive off Veggie is standing waiting for his ride when old beat up Rickshaw pulls up in front of Veggie. A older gentlemen who can’t stand up straight slowly dismounts his bicycle. He looks at VeggieBurger and bows.
“Are you VeggieBurger?” The old man in his 60’s asks.
”Yes?” Veggie says.
“Very good then. I am here to take you to the hotel sir.” he says his voice, shaky and slow in bad english.
”Really? You? In this?”
Looking up from bowing. “Yes” the driver says.
”Okay then, let’s do this! Always wanted to ride on a vintage Rickshaw! Man! What year is this? 56? It has a real nice patina on it. This is rad!”
Several hours later James Kelloggs wearing a silk robe a la like Hef walks out into his balcony of his hotel sweet and steps up on the little ledge so he can look over the railing. He glances down at the street below and VeggieBurger is just arriving at the hotel and he is peddling the Rickshaw and looks so happy about it like it’s a dream come true. (No sarcasm there, he is really happy to be “driving” the Rickshaw)
James Kelloggs ”I knew that silly bastard would love that stupid thing. I bet he gave that old timer a ride all over the stupid city. At least I got my money's worth out of it. Gave that old dog like a year's salary for him to pick him up.”
James hops down from the ledge and turns and leans up against the railing and he makes sure he stays covered up by pulling on the robe. Who knows what he has on underneath it.
James Kelloggs ”Tomorrow night Japan! Brace yourselves! The Bad Ass One! Is here! He’s here and he’s going to tear into Sunday Night Heat inside that ring tomorrow night in what should be the Main Event because no one is paying their hard earned money to witness Billy Danielson blow chunks all over Craig Williams when he throws up all over himself because he can’t handle the heat of being in the spotlight! But me? The Bad Ass! James Kelloggs! Sh*t bitches I crave the spotlight! I thrive in the spotlight! I am the whole damn show! I make the UWL what it is today and everyone on the face of the planet knows this! The only reason why this show is sold out is because I am booked! Sh*t! I wasn’t even in this country 2 minutes and I left my mark on the locals. In that room SNH, are two bitches that can tell you what is in store for you tomorrow night. They can tell you in great detail the pounding that awaits you and how you don’t have a pray of walking out of that ring the winner. I didn’t spend 14 plus hours in a damn jet and traveled four thousand miles to not beat your little bitch ass all over that f*cking ring! I am the assassin! I am the measuring stick! I am the standard bearer! I am the guy the UWL calls to go out there and rough up the talent that is under performing!”
James pushes off of the railing.
James Kelloggs ”Yeah you heard me Heat! I’ve been sent in to teach you a lesson! I’ve been sent in to smack you around, slap some sense into you! I’m going to tell you to sh*t or get off the pot! The UWL didn’t go through this expense, to bring in a premium guy at a premium wage, for a non contracted date that will cost this company extra to put some newbie like Bradley Logan through the motions to see if he can cut the mustard! Nah! They brought me in to f*ck up your world Heat! They want the Bad Ass One to see if YOU cut the mustard and you know something….”
James steps towards the camera.
James Kelloggs ”I don’t think you got it in you you little bitch. I think...nah I know for a fact you are just this spoiled little brat who can’t cut it here in the UWL. Tomorrow’s match is the MOST important match in your career! Tomorrow night, the SUPERSHOW is in town, the MAIN EVENT OF ALL MAIN EVENTS will be on display! Tomorrow night Heat! You will get exposed as a fraud, as a liar and afterwords, I cash a big fat check for kicking your ass!”
From inside the room, we hear some giggling followed by in bad english. “James. Come back to bed. Yeah come back to bed!” and some more giggling. James smirks.
James Kelloggs ”Now if you excuse me. I have some...crunches to do to get ready for tomorrow night you bunch of bitches!”
James slpas the camera and the scene cuts to black.