Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 24, 2013 22:06:51 GMT
Jun 17 2006
Late at night in his hotel room sitting in that crappy chair they give you Double J in a pair of Speedos has the TV on and is watching a tape from last week’s Epic. Sitting Indian Style in the chair Double J has a nail file out and is filing down his finger nails……what? Don’t you do that? Anyways Double J is watching the Craig Williams and Head Hunter match while filing down his nails.
“Head….” this makes Joe chuckle. “Hunter….and they say I’m gay.”
Joe tosses the nail file on that small piece of shit table that is in most rooms and gets up. The ultra tight Speedos reveal more than what we wanted to know and Joe turns off the TV. Joe picks up a bath robe from his bed and puts it on. He tights it up in the front and heads out the door towards the pool.
Out at the pool Joe pretty much has the whole pool by himself. He takes off his robe and test the temp of the water with his big toe. Finding it to his liking Joe dives in and swims to the other end of the pool. While he was under water someone else came out to the pool too. A flight attendant who gets to spend the night in the big city. She hasn’t taken a dip in a pool in a long time and lacking a bathing suit isn’t going to stop her either. She strips down to her white bra and panties and dives in. When Joe reaches the deep end of the pool he surfaces and holds onto the edge of the pool and whips his face with his hand to clear the water from his eyes and that’s when he notices that he isn’t alone. Joe spins to see a chick swimming right up to him. She breaks the surface of the water right next to Joe.
JJ “Hello….”
The girl smiles. “Hi…..I’m sorry but I just got in and heard that someone else was in here so I just had to come in.”
JJ “No problem.”
“Jennifer.”
JJ “Jennifer….always liked that name. Oh I’m sorry I’m Joe….Joe Jones.”
Jenn “Joe Jones…..why is that name sound so filmier?”
JJ “I’m sorry but were you on US flight 96 last week? Vegas to New York?”
Jenn “I was……hey! Were the guy who asked for roasted nuts?”
JJ “Twice.”
They share a laugh.
Jenn “So Mr. Jones. How as your trip?”
JJ “Nutty.”
Jenn smiles. “I had that coming huh.”
JJ “Yeah.”
Jenn “If I remember correctly…..you were the wrestler signing autographs the whole flight.”
JJ “That would be me.”
Jenn “My cousin is in the wrestling business.”
JJ “No way.”
Jenn “In fact he works in New York now. Has for the past couple of years.”
JJ “Really? Maybe I know him.”
Jenn “Maybe. He’s hurt now…or at least I think he was hurt. I don’t know, I don’t talk to him much because of my job. His name is Nick. I don’t know what he wrestles under.”
The name Nick makes Joe perks up. “Nick you say? Where is he from?”
Jenn “Kentucky.”
JJ “Really? How interesting. I know Nick.”
Jenn “You do? No way!”
JJ “Way!”
Jenn “Like oh my god! What a small world!”
JJ “It truly is.”
The next day Joe wakes up and he isn’t in his room. Joe is snuggling with a empty bottle of vodka when he awakes. Joe sits up and rubs his eyes and looks around the room. He looks under the covers and has a confused look on his face. On the nightstand next to him is a note form Jenn.
“Joe….Thanks for last night, sorry I couldn’t be here when you wake up but I had to go back to work. Call me. Jenn. PS Tell my cousin I said I hi.”
Joe holds the note and smirks. “Oh I will.”
Joe gathers himself and his things and heads back to his own room. When he gets to the room he goes to unlock the door but it is already unlocked. Joe slowly opens the door to see good old Barry Burton sitting in the room. Joe sighs and walks in.
BB “Well look at who it is. Someone wasn’t in his room. Oh where have you been?”
Joe steps into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.
JJ “Sleep over.”
BB “With whom?”
JJ “Does it matter?”
BB “It could.”
JJ “Okay. I found Head Hunter and wanted to know if he was really hunting head.”
Barry pauses for a second. “And…?” Barry adds but doesn’t really want to know.”
Joe looks around the corner at Barry. “Who would have thought the guy is a fucking pro.”
BB “uhmm…”
Joe steps out of the bathroom wearing sweatpants. “And as always Craig Williams was a bit sneaky and a touch of a knob job but at the end of the night, it was all good. We have a real understanding now about each other if you know what I mean.”
BB “I don’t think I want to understand.”
JJ “You know Barry I remember why I hated Williams so fucking much. I’m glad that last night happened because at Epic I will finally rid Williams of that annoying overbite of his. Have you seen his beaver like teeth. After a while those things are like cheese graters. I’m got red marks that will be with me for weeks!”
BB “I-I-I”
JJ “And no matter how many times I tell Craigie Poo to eat more salads he just won’t! Just what is wrong with a toss salad now and then?”
Barry is starting to get a uneasy feeling in his stomach.
JJ “I spend hours working on my toss salad and Williams is just a full blood meat eater. He likes Big meats if you know what I mean. He says he isn’t into ebony but I know for a fact that if Williams has a whopper in his hands he’s like his meat well done. And Head Hunter…boy there is a sharp shooter there. That boy is driven! I have seen some feats in my day but that boy should call himself Mr. Stamina. You know that oldie song, Rock around the clock…..that should be his theme songs.”
Barry’s face is starting to turn green
JJ “Yeah last night he had a triple Decker going on. We were just STACKED! Williams might like to think himself of a god, but last night he surely was a king. Trumps should have sounded and jester should have announced to the world that the King is here. I tell you Barry I woke up with the king….”
BB “Right. Well I have to go.”
Barry stands up.
JJ “Oh don’t get me wrong Barry. Come Epic We will beat these guys. Beat them into submission. Those tag titles are ours. Might as well engrave our names on them. I didn’t come here to be a runner up to fucking Williams and some jerk off. I came here to win. The Power trip was last years news. Williams and Head Hunter might be now, but Sanders and Jones is the future and the future starts at Epic. Oh yes. I will win those titles. “
BB “Well good for you Joe. Look I’ve got to get going okay.”
JJ “Hey Barry…Ask them about there rectums….yes, probe them about the soreness they will have, the sleepless night of the constant burning and itching ahead of them….Barry, you are the one who has to do it, be the dick and hammer them.’
Barry kind smiles, a fake smile, a smile in which Barry is thinking “Shut up you freak.”
FTB……………………………….......................
Late at night in his hotel room sitting in that crappy chair they give you Double J in a pair of Speedos has the TV on and is watching a tape from last week’s Epic. Sitting Indian Style in the chair Double J has a nail file out and is filing down his finger nails……what? Don’t you do that? Anyways Double J is watching the Craig Williams and Head Hunter match while filing down his nails.
“Head….” this makes Joe chuckle. “Hunter….and they say I’m gay.”
Joe tosses the nail file on that small piece of shit table that is in most rooms and gets up. The ultra tight Speedos reveal more than what we wanted to know and Joe turns off the TV. Joe picks up a bath robe from his bed and puts it on. He tights it up in the front and heads out the door towards the pool.
Out at the pool Joe pretty much has the whole pool by himself. He takes off his robe and test the temp of the water with his big toe. Finding it to his liking Joe dives in and swims to the other end of the pool. While he was under water someone else came out to the pool too. A flight attendant who gets to spend the night in the big city. She hasn’t taken a dip in a pool in a long time and lacking a bathing suit isn’t going to stop her either. She strips down to her white bra and panties and dives in. When Joe reaches the deep end of the pool he surfaces and holds onto the edge of the pool and whips his face with his hand to clear the water from his eyes and that’s when he notices that he isn’t alone. Joe spins to see a chick swimming right up to him. She breaks the surface of the water right next to Joe.
JJ “Hello….”
The girl smiles. “Hi…..I’m sorry but I just got in and heard that someone else was in here so I just had to come in.”
JJ “No problem.”
“Jennifer.”
JJ “Jennifer….always liked that name. Oh I’m sorry I’m Joe….Joe Jones.”
Jenn “Joe Jones…..why is that name sound so filmier?”
JJ “I’m sorry but were you on US flight 96 last week? Vegas to New York?”
Jenn “I was……hey! Were the guy who asked for roasted nuts?”
JJ “Twice.”
They share a laugh.
Jenn “So Mr. Jones. How as your trip?”
JJ “Nutty.”
Jenn smiles. “I had that coming huh.”
JJ “Yeah.”
Jenn “If I remember correctly…..you were the wrestler signing autographs the whole flight.”
JJ “That would be me.”
Jenn “My cousin is in the wrestling business.”
JJ “No way.”
Jenn “In fact he works in New York now. Has for the past couple of years.”
JJ “Really? Maybe I know him.”
Jenn “Maybe. He’s hurt now…or at least I think he was hurt. I don’t know, I don’t talk to him much because of my job. His name is Nick. I don’t know what he wrestles under.”
The name Nick makes Joe perks up. “Nick you say? Where is he from?”
Jenn “Kentucky.”
JJ “Really? How interesting. I know Nick.”
Jenn “You do? No way!”
JJ “Way!”
Jenn “Like oh my god! What a small world!”
JJ “It truly is.”
The next day Joe wakes up and he isn’t in his room. Joe is snuggling with a empty bottle of vodka when he awakes. Joe sits up and rubs his eyes and looks around the room. He looks under the covers and has a confused look on his face. On the nightstand next to him is a note form Jenn.
“Joe….Thanks for last night, sorry I couldn’t be here when you wake up but I had to go back to work. Call me. Jenn. PS Tell my cousin I said I hi.”
Joe holds the note and smirks. “Oh I will.”
Joe gathers himself and his things and heads back to his own room. When he gets to the room he goes to unlock the door but it is already unlocked. Joe slowly opens the door to see good old Barry Burton sitting in the room. Joe sighs and walks in.
BB “Well look at who it is. Someone wasn’t in his room. Oh where have you been?”
Joe steps into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.
JJ “Sleep over.”
BB “With whom?”
JJ “Does it matter?”
BB “It could.”
JJ “Okay. I found Head Hunter and wanted to know if he was really hunting head.”
Barry pauses for a second. “And…?” Barry adds but doesn’t really want to know.”
Joe looks around the corner at Barry. “Who would have thought the guy is a fucking pro.”
BB “uhmm…”
Joe steps out of the bathroom wearing sweatpants. “And as always Craig Williams was a bit sneaky and a touch of a knob job but at the end of the night, it was all good. We have a real understanding now about each other if you know what I mean.”
BB “I don’t think I want to understand.”
JJ “You know Barry I remember why I hated Williams so fucking much. I’m glad that last night happened because at Epic I will finally rid Williams of that annoying overbite of his. Have you seen his beaver like teeth. After a while those things are like cheese graters. I’m got red marks that will be with me for weeks!”
BB “I-I-I”
JJ “And no matter how many times I tell Craigie Poo to eat more salads he just won’t! Just what is wrong with a toss salad now and then?”
Barry is starting to get a uneasy feeling in his stomach.
JJ “I spend hours working on my toss salad and Williams is just a full blood meat eater. He likes Big meats if you know what I mean. He says he isn’t into ebony but I know for a fact that if Williams has a whopper in his hands he’s like his meat well done. And Head Hunter…boy there is a sharp shooter there. That boy is driven! I have seen some feats in my day but that boy should call himself Mr. Stamina. You know that oldie song, Rock around the clock…..that should be his theme songs.”
Barry’s face is starting to turn green
JJ “Yeah last night he had a triple Decker going on. We were just STACKED! Williams might like to think himself of a god, but last night he surely was a king. Trumps should have sounded and jester should have announced to the world that the King is here. I tell you Barry I woke up with the king….”
BB “Right. Well I have to go.”
Barry stands up.
JJ “Oh don’t get me wrong Barry. Come Epic We will beat these guys. Beat them into submission. Those tag titles are ours. Might as well engrave our names on them. I didn’t come here to be a runner up to fucking Williams and some jerk off. I came here to win. The Power trip was last years news. Williams and Head Hunter might be now, but Sanders and Jones is the future and the future starts at Epic. Oh yes. I will win those titles. “
BB “Well good for you Joe. Look I’ve got to get going okay.”
JJ “Hey Barry…Ask them about there rectums….yes, probe them about the soreness they will have, the sleepless night of the constant burning and itching ahead of them….Barry, you are the one who has to do it, be the dick and hammer them.’
Barry kind smiles, a fake smile, a smile in which Barry is thinking “Shut up you freak.”
FTB……………………………….......................