Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:27:22 GMT
A wise man once said to me...
“Screw you! You’ve all ready won!”
And it might be true, but till the day comes, We’ll never know. But we can guess though, and some can preach like they have won.
Another wise man also said to me once,
“Well spank me stupid, See if I care.”
Well, today we just might. As the scene fade sin, in the nice warm bright day in a parking lot of a store. Department store or what ever. A big blue van rests in the far end of the parking lot. This bus is special. For special people. And a few parking spaces away, Sitting on the hood of his truck is Chamber.
His hair tied back. Sporting blue jeans, black t shirt. and in the bed of his pick up is a black ladder. One he just purchased.
“I never did intend on having a ladder match, but hey, why not? It is one match I have yet to have the opportunity to kick you ass in..” Chamber says as he pops the top on some Snapple Ice tea.
“I too like to sit back and watch some TV Wilburman. Pop in that tape of Wilburman Chamber volume one, which by the way will be released on DVD on May 8th with a ton of extra’s. I’m sure that will out sell that crappy Wrestlemania x-7 one. It is kinda funny how this all started. And how pissed off you were. Bring back old memories. And some day, we’ll sit down and look back on this, and laugh. And we did try to become friends. That is true. The Mean and Mad Masters. We tried. It worked for a week or so. But, some things never change. I still hate Wilburman. He’s a prick and a wanna be. At first, he was this whole super hero deal. How lame. And now, he says he’s trying to be himself.” Chamber shakes his head.
“I’ve been myself all along. I’m the real deal son. I saw your last promo there Willie. And I have to say, nice angle works and editing. Nice job. And that got me thinking. We all ready know, I am going to kick your ass, I’m going to climb this ladder, and take my title back. A title that I never lost. A title that I was never pined or beaten for. All of that is a proven fact. Every one in the back knows it. Amy knows it. You know it. And it’s not a fact of when will I, but how will I? I could snap your neck in a ladder this time. Maybe pile drive ya on a ladder. I have so many options it isn’t funny. But enough about that. I think, the real reason why we are fighting is because, like you said, we just hate each other. I can not stand you Wilburman. With your bald head, and your one or two fans out there, and silly sayings, and boyish good looks. And that little flipping me off bit you did. For some reason, YOU doing it makes it look gay. Yup, When I sit down, and I think of good old Wilburman. Only one thing comes to mind. And that is this bus.” Chamber says as he extends his hand towards it.
“The famous blue bus. Even says so on the side of the bus. Their proud to be the blue bus. And it’s what this bus carries that is so special. That bus, and all of the blue busses around the world all carry the same cargo. The same kind of person. And we all see the blue bus. We all make fun of the blue bus. We all point at the blue bus. But after today, We’ll all see the bus in a different light.”
Just then, a whole train of people who are wearing bike helmets walk up to the bus. The door opens and one by one they start to board the bus. They walk funny, smell like baby powder. Some yell for no reason at all. It’s like a mini cirques that just came to town. They are the challenged ones in life. All of them special in their own way, and all of them remind us of Wilburman.
“There they are. In their glory. A bunch of little Wilburman’s going home after a long day of shopping. Soon they’ll be able to take their helmets off and sit down and draw some stuff at the table. Sounds so much like fun. I just can’t help but to whip a tear away from my eye when I see those guys. All in training to be just like Wilburman.”
Chamber stands up, pulls a lollie pop out of his pocket and walks towards the bus. The little Willie’s are on the bus, all looking out the smudged windows, hooting, and hollering. Chamber chuckles.
“Yes. Here, a special group of people take pride in the work they do. They take care of these people. They feed these people. And even clean their asses. And we all take that for granted. And the rest of us stand around and laugh at them, point at them, and say stuff like, “Why do they bring those kind out to shop. They don’t know what is going on.” But they do. And we get annoyed by it. And there is little we can do about it. Till now. You see, these guys, are funny. Much like Wilburman and his ditty on how he’ll actually beat me this Sunday. These guys are just as determined as Wilburman. Watch what happens when I stick this pop next to the window.”
Chamber unwraps the pop and stick it on the window. Their eyes get wide. A huge smile is on their faces, All excited like seeing their first naked girl ever. And what is the first thing they do? They start to lick the window. Everyone on the bus converges to where that lollie pop is, and they all lick the window trying to get to that lollie pop. There must be about 15 of them, but the sight of seeing 15 tongues licking the window is just funny.
Chamber tries like hell not to laugh.
“You see, they are just as retarded as Wilburman. They think they can lick their way through the window. How stupid are they! And if you think Wilburman if you can quote kick my ass? Better think again. Time in and time out I have been one thing pretty good! And that is kick you carcass around that ring! Hell in a Cell one, Hell in a Cell two! Before the break, After the break! It doesn’t change! And Sunday! on Pay Per View! The WORLD! Will once again see why I am your Master and your MY BITCH! You can all joke about who is some one’s bitch, But no body disagrees with the fact that Wilburman is my Bitch! The fact is! Sunday! I will make you bleed! I will hurt you! I will take what has been my mine all along! And that is the IWA Championship title! I will bring honor and prestige back to that title! The whole fucking title you have held that title, you have NEVER EVER defended it! Some fucking champion! Too god damn busy over sea’s earning a pay check from some other company instead of staying here and doing what is right! And defend that strap! And so everyone here that you are the champion, The number one guy! BUT NO! You copped out! Like the loser you are!”
Chamber pauses and looks at the retards licking the window.
“Like the window licker you are. Every damn week since the IWA has reopened, I have been in that ring. Burned leg and hand and all! Where have you been Willie? That’s right, Fucking Japan again. I will get great pleasure this Sunday in doing what the whole fed wants to do. And that is kick your ass and take that title away from you! And I will do so! I always do what I say I will do. And that Wilburman, Is a fact!”
Chamber walks away from the bus, the lollie pop stuck to the window, as everyone inside, just keeps licking away, hoping to break the window and get at that nice red pop..........
fade to black.
“Screw you! You’ve all ready won!”
And it might be true, but till the day comes, We’ll never know. But we can guess though, and some can preach like they have won.
Another wise man also said to me once,
“Well spank me stupid, See if I care.”
Well, today we just might. As the scene fade sin, in the nice warm bright day in a parking lot of a store. Department store or what ever. A big blue van rests in the far end of the parking lot. This bus is special. For special people. And a few parking spaces away, Sitting on the hood of his truck is Chamber.
His hair tied back. Sporting blue jeans, black t shirt. and in the bed of his pick up is a black ladder. One he just purchased.
“I never did intend on having a ladder match, but hey, why not? It is one match I have yet to have the opportunity to kick you ass in..” Chamber says as he pops the top on some Snapple Ice tea.
“I too like to sit back and watch some TV Wilburman. Pop in that tape of Wilburman Chamber volume one, which by the way will be released on DVD on May 8th with a ton of extra’s. I’m sure that will out sell that crappy Wrestlemania x-7 one. It is kinda funny how this all started. And how pissed off you were. Bring back old memories. And some day, we’ll sit down and look back on this, and laugh. And we did try to become friends. That is true. The Mean and Mad Masters. We tried. It worked for a week or so. But, some things never change. I still hate Wilburman. He’s a prick and a wanna be. At first, he was this whole super hero deal. How lame. And now, he says he’s trying to be himself.” Chamber shakes his head.
“I’ve been myself all along. I’m the real deal son. I saw your last promo there Willie. And I have to say, nice angle works and editing. Nice job. And that got me thinking. We all ready know, I am going to kick your ass, I’m going to climb this ladder, and take my title back. A title that I never lost. A title that I was never pined or beaten for. All of that is a proven fact. Every one in the back knows it. Amy knows it. You know it. And it’s not a fact of when will I, but how will I? I could snap your neck in a ladder this time. Maybe pile drive ya on a ladder. I have so many options it isn’t funny. But enough about that. I think, the real reason why we are fighting is because, like you said, we just hate each other. I can not stand you Wilburman. With your bald head, and your one or two fans out there, and silly sayings, and boyish good looks. And that little flipping me off bit you did. For some reason, YOU doing it makes it look gay. Yup, When I sit down, and I think of good old Wilburman. Only one thing comes to mind. And that is this bus.” Chamber says as he extends his hand towards it.
“The famous blue bus. Even says so on the side of the bus. Their proud to be the blue bus. And it’s what this bus carries that is so special. That bus, and all of the blue busses around the world all carry the same cargo. The same kind of person. And we all see the blue bus. We all make fun of the blue bus. We all point at the blue bus. But after today, We’ll all see the bus in a different light.”
Just then, a whole train of people who are wearing bike helmets walk up to the bus. The door opens and one by one they start to board the bus. They walk funny, smell like baby powder. Some yell for no reason at all. It’s like a mini cirques that just came to town. They are the challenged ones in life. All of them special in their own way, and all of them remind us of Wilburman.
“There they are. In their glory. A bunch of little Wilburman’s going home after a long day of shopping. Soon they’ll be able to take their helmets off and sit down and draw some stuff at the table. Sounds so much like fun. I just can’t help but to whip a tear away from my eye when I see those guys. All in training to be just like Wilburman.”
Chamber stands up, pulls a lollie pop out of his pocket and walks towards the bus. The little Willie’s are on the bus, all looking out the smudged windows, hooting, and hollering. Chamber chuckles.
“Yes. Here, a special group of people take pride in the work they do. They take care of these people. They feed these people. And even clean their asses. And we all take that for granted. And the rest of us stand around and laugh at them, point at them, and say stuff like, “Why do they bring those kind out to shop. They don’t know what is going on.” But they do. And we get annoyed by it. And there is little we can do about it. Till now. You see, these guys, are funny. Much like Wilburman and his ditty on how he’ll actually beat me this Sunday. These guys are just as determined as Wilburman. Watch what happens when I stick this pop next to the window.”
Chamber unwraps the pop and stick it on the window. Their eyes get wide. A huge smile is on their faces, All excited like seeing their first naked girl ever. And what is the first thing they do? They start to lick the window. Everyone on the bus converges to where that lollie pop is, and they all lick the window trying to get to that lollie pop. There must be about 15 of them, but the sight of seeing 15 tongues licking the window is just funny.
Chamber tries like hell not to laugh.
“You see, they are just as retarded as Wilburman. They think they can lick their way through the window. How stupid are they! And if you think Wilburman if you can quote kick my ass? Better think again. Time in and time out I have been one thing pretty good! And that is kick you carcass around that ring! Hell in a Cell one, Hell in a Cell two! Before the break, After the break! It doesn’t change! And Sunday! on Pay Per View! The WORLD! Will once again see why I am your Master and your MY BITCH! You can all joke about who is some one’s bitch, But no body disagrees with the fact that Wilburman is my Bitch! The fact is! Sunday! I will make you bleed! I will hurt you! I will take what has been my mine all along! And that is the IWA Championship title! I will bring honor and prestige back to that title! The whole fucking title you have held that title, you have NEVER EVER defended it! Some fucking champion! Too god damn busy over sea’s earning a pay check from some other company instead of staying here and doing what is right! And defend that strap! And so everyone here that you are the champion, The number one guy! BUT NO! You copped out! Like the loser you are!”
Chamber pauses and looks at the retards licking the window.
“Like the window licker you are. Every damn week since the IWA has reopened, I have been in that ring. Burned leg and hand and all! Where have you been Willie? That’s right, Fucking Japan again. I will get great pleasure this Sunday in doing what the whole fed wants to do. And that is kick your ass and take that title away from you! And I will do so! I always do what I say I will do. And that Wilburman, Is a fact!”
Chamber walks away from the bus, the lollie pop stuck to the window, as everyone inside, just keeps licking away, hoping to break the window and get at that nice red pop..........
fade to black.