Post by Steve Sinclair on Jul 8, 2016 17:31:39 GMT
The RV is rumbling down the highway making it’s way towards Indy for Saturday night where one Bill Sutton hopes to insert himself back into the national picture of the UWL. The stereo is pumping playing The Lacs as the driver of said RV, this busty dirty blonde with tats running up and down her arms, green tank top and a bandana is tapping the wheel as she mashs the go pedal to the metal.
In the back is Billy pacing back and forth with a can of Sam’s choice Root beer in his hand.
”Redemption!” Billy says. ”I’ve heard that there word a couple of times dis here week and you know something.”
From up front in the driver’s seat we hear “What’s that sweet cheeks?” Billy smiles.
”I done said that there word first! Everyone else in this here Rumble, Battle Royal, whatever is just a bunch of copycats.
”Unoriginals twats.”
”Lilly Mae…” Billy says.
”Billy…” Lilly Mae says as she glances up in the rearview mirror to look at Billy. It’s clear from this second right here that these two have seen each other naked. At least once.
”I love you and your are correct like always.”
”Damn right I’m right!” Lilly says.
”Little Billy is crying a river because he just isn’t good enough to run with the big boys. Can’t quite hang with the likes of Eagles and Williams. Not good enough to drive a Chevelle or a Smart car. Been on a losing streak and it’s the end of the world for him. Yeah, buddy, when Gary lets me into the fieldhouse tomorrow night, I’ll hand these to you.”
Billy spins around and picks up a Walmart shopping bag and removes a small box from it. A box of GV tissues.
”Some tissues to dry them there tears of yours. Listen buddy. Ain’t noone got time for a guy who doesn’t defend his belt that he won from a midget.”
”But he was a bad ass little guy.”
”That he was Lily, that he was. But that doesn’t take away from the fact that Billy thinks that this here match, this Universal Rumble is going to be the event that launches him into the stratosphere! Nah Billy Bob, the only thing that is goin’ to be launching you anywhere in the UWL landscape is one big, just itchin’ to punch somebody in the face redneck. When Sutton steps between them there ropes Saturday night…..yeah it’s going to happen and your ass Billy Bobby, and that little precious title of yours, will be going right over that there top rope and face planting on on the cold concrete floor! And don’t cya be worried Billy, I’ll make sure you have a way to get home when I drop a Smart Car on ya! And that’s not all! I’ll give ya a buddy to keep ya company as you carry that title around with ya when I deposit Edwards in the passenger seat with ya. But you know sumthing, I’m being charitable cuz you know what you need on a road trip?”
”What’s that Billy?”
Billy sets his can of root beer down and walks up to Lilly and kneels down and puts his arm around her. He places his head on her shoulder and she leans her into his. Such a cute couple they are.
”A hot chick. And for you and Edwards I’ll give you guys two. Now you ain’t getting a chick as hot as Lilly Mae here.”
”Damn straight you won’t.”
”And you’ll have to make due with with who I toss over the top rope as well but on your ya’lls little road trip you’ll have Autumn Raven and Ashley Williams talkin’ your damn ears off from the back seats!”
”You might need the duck tape.”
Billy stands up.
”But that’s not all second rate Billy of the UWL. I can’t send you four down the road with out a little gift so I’ll give ya something that I know is right up all of ya’lls alley. Something to Blaze away and pass the time by with. See I’m not a bad guy. Wheels, chicks, weed. What more do you want? Hey if you want, I’ll let cya substitute McClellan and Scott for any two peeps in that there car of yours. I really don’t care because before you can say “Sweet Jesus look at them there titties!””
Billy looks down at Lilly. She smirks and reach up and pats Billy on his leg.
”Maybe latter Sweetheart.”
Billy shrugs and heads back in the RV and picks up his can of Sam’s choice Root Beer.
”All of ya’s are going to picked up and tossed from the ring and thus eliminated from this here match much like how Earnhardt spun Texas Terry at Bristol on the final lap in turn 1 and went on to capture that checkered flag and when it happens, I don’t want to hear a single whimper from all of ya’s. Go to WalMarts or Tagets if you want and get ya an ice pack, a 12 pack and sit in the back and keep your traps shut because the one guy who said all along he was going to win this match, earn his way back into the UWL and get MY redemption is Bill Sutton! Ain’t no one in this match fightin’ for more than me and that is just a fact.”
Billy polishes off his can of root beer.
”Now….”
On the floor next to the couch is a ice chest. Billy kicks up the lid and reaches inside of it and pulls out a can of…...wait for it…..Grape soda. Even he’s disappointed by it but snaps open the can none the less.
”That leaves just two guys for me to toss over that top rope. The so called big dogs as voted on by the fans of the UWL. Williams and Stevenson. Now these two have high hopes. These two have their eyes on the prize. And since I be giving away party gifts I have a special gift for each of ya. A trip. All expenses paid trip but I have to warn ya, there is a catch. Ima only got ya one way tickets. Right to the back of the line! Yeah that’s all ya get when I drop some dead weight and mighty high egos over that there top rope and claim my ticket to Hysteria to face Josh Eagles. But don’t worry Drew, Craig. The resort of At the end of the line is a wonderful place, filled with smiling faces and beautiful ladies. Everything you want can be had at that there resort, well everything but a shot at the Triple Crown. There is only one place you can get that and I already sent in my RSVP! Victory Lane is only place you can get your hands on the Triple Crown and Saturday night…..I’ll be in victory lane. You can count on it cuz if you ain’t first….”
Billy takes a sip of his grape soda.
”Then you just suck!”
Fade out.
In the back is Billy pacing back and forth with a can of Sam’s choice Root beer in his hand.
”Redemption!” Billy says. ”I’ve heard that there word a couple of times dis here week and you know something.”
From up front in the driver’s seat we hear “What’s that sweet cheeks?” Billy smiles.
”I done said that there word first! Everyone else in this here Rumble, Battle Royal, whatever is just a bunch of copycats.
”Unoriginals twats.”
”Lilly Mae…” Billy says.
”Billy…” Lilly Mae says as she glances up in the rearview mirror to look at Billy. It’s clear from this second right here that these two have seen each other naked. At least once.
”I love you and your are correct like always.”
”Damn right I’m right!” Lilly says.
”Little Billy is crying a river because he just isn’t good enough to run with the big boys. Can’t quite hang with the likes of Eagles and Williams. Not good enough to drive a Chevelle or a Smart car. Been on a losing streak and it’s the end of the world for him. Yeah, buddy, when Gary lets me into the fieldhouse tomorrow night, I’ll hand these to you.”
Billy spins around and picks up a Walmart shopping bag and removes a small box from it. A box of GV tissues.
”Some tissues to dry them there tears of yours. Listen buddy. Ain’t noone got time for a guy who doesn’t defend his belt that he won from a midget.”
”But he was a bad ass little guy.”
”That he was Lily, that he was. But that doesn’t take away from the fact that Billy thinks that this here match, this Universal Rumble is going to be the event that launches him into the stratosphere! Nah Billy Bob, the only thing that is goin’ to be launching you anywhere in the UWL landscape is one big, just itchin’ to punch somebody in the face redneck. When Sutton steps between them there ropes Saturday night…..yeah it’s going to happen and your ass Billy Bobby, and that little precious title of yours, will be going right over that there top rope and face planting on on the cold concrete floor! And don’t cya be worried Billy, I’ll make sure you have a way to get home when I drop a Smart Car on ya! And that’s not all! I’ll give ya a buddy to keep ya company as you carry that title around with ya when I deposit Edwards in the passenger seat with ya. But you know sumthing, I’m being charitable cuz you know what you need on a road trip?”
”What’s that Billy?”
Billy sets his can of root beer down and walks up to Lilly and kneels down and puts his arm around her. He places his head on her shoulder and she leans her into his. Such a cute couple they are.
”A hot chick. And for you and Edwards I’ll give you guys two. Now you ain’t getting a chick as hot as Lilly Mae here.”
”Damn straight you won’t.”
”And you’ll have to make due with with who I toss over the top rope as well but on your ya’lls little road trip you’ll have Autumn Raven and Ashley Williams talkin’ your damn ears off from the back seats!”
”You might need the duck tape.”
Billy stands up.
”But that’s not all second rate Billy of the UWL. I can’t send you four down the road with out a little gift so I’ll give ya something that I know is right up all of ya’lls alley. Something to Blaze away and pass the time by with. See I’m not a bad guy. Wheels, chicks, weed. What more do you want? Hey if you want, I’ll let cya substitute McClellan and Scott for any two peeps in that there car of yours. I really don’t care because before you can say “Sweet Jesus look at them there titties!””
Billy looks down at Lilly. She smirks and reach up and pats Billy on his leg.
”Maybe latter Sweetheart.”
Billy shrugs and heads back in the RV and picks up his can of Sam’s choice Root Beer.
”All of ya’s are going to picked up and tossed from the ring and thus eliminated from this here match much like how Earnhardt spun Texas Terry at Bristol on the final lap in turn 1 and went on to capture that checkered flag and when it happens, I don’t want to hear a single whimper from all of ya’s. Go to WalMarts or Tagets if you want and get ya an ice pack, a 12 pack and sit in the back and keep your traps shut because the one guy who said all along he was going to win this match, earn his way back into the UWL and get MY redemption is Bill Sutton! Ain’t no one in this match fightin’ for more than me and that is just a fact.”
Billy polishes off his can of root beer.
”Now….”
On the floor next to the couch is a ice chest. Billy kicks up the lid and reaches inside of it and pulls out a can of…...wait for it…..Grape soda. Even he’s disappointed by it but snaps open the can none the less.
”That leaves just two guys for me to toss over that top rope. The so called big dogs as voted on by the fans of the UWL. Williams and Stevenson. Now these two have high hopes. These two have their eyes on the prize. And since I be giving away party gifts I have a special gift for each of ya. A trip. All expenses paid trip but I have to warn ya, there is a catch. Ima only got ya one way tickets. Right to the back of the line! Yeah that’s all ya get when I drop some dead weight and mighty high egos over that there top rope and claim my ticket to Hysteria to face Josh Eagles. But don’t worry Drew, Craig. The resort of At the end of the line is a wonderful place, filled with smiling faces and beautiful ladies. Everything you want can be had at that there resort, well everything but a shot at the Triple Crown. There is only one place you can get that and I already sent in my RSVP! Victory Lane is only place you can get your hands on the Triple Crown and Saturday night…..I’ll be in victory lane. You can count on it cuz if you ain’t first….”
Billy takes a sip of his grape soda.
”Then you just suck!”
Fade out.