Post by franchize on Jul 9, 2013 20:49:49 GMT -5
{$tewie and Gabby are in a Best Buy browsing the Blu-Ray movies. For some reason everything she suggests he automatically hates.}
Gabby: how about Madea's Family Reunion?
$tewie: Oh my God Gabby! You've picked out every Madea movie twice already. I absolutely loathe Tyler Perry!
Gabby: Come on, he's not that bad.
$tewie: Ya know what? We are not going into this. I refuse to humor you with this pointless debate.
{As they continue to argue, I kid, no more than 9 races up and stands in front of them, beaming. $tewie attempts to ignore the kid but curiosity wins this round.}
$tewie: What do you want kid?
Kid: I know you!!
$tewie: Kid, I don't even think your parents are in the same tax bracket as me. Sooooo yeah.
Kid: I do too know you! You're $tewie Franchize! You're the guy Kevin allen's gonna beat tomorrow night.
{$tewie narrows his eyes and bends down to the kid's face. Gabby puts her face in her hands and shakes her head. She then pulls her phone from her purse and begins scrolling through her contacts.}
$tewie: So ya like Kevin Allen do ya?
Kid: Yup, and he's gonna kick the crap outta you! He's better than you could ever hope to be.
$tewie: {chuckles} Oh kid, where should I begin with you and that statement? Let's see here, number one did you see me on the last show? That match lasted as long as allowed it to. Not to mention, Kevin Allen has about as much chance of beating me as you will ever have of being promoted to Fry Cook at the McDonald's you end up working at when you're 35. You're favorite wrestler's a chump and I'm sure your parents resent you simply because that makes you a chump by association.
Kid: Whatever dummy! {The kid stomps on $tewie's custom made itlian leather shoe.}
$tewie: You little street urchin!
{Before $tewie can do or say anything, the kid's father catches up.}
Father: There you are! Sorry if he's been bothering you sir. Hey aren't yo $tewie Franchize?
$tewie: Yeah and you might wanna teach your brat some respect! He nearly ruined a pair of very expensive shoes.
Father: I'm sorry, he can get a bit carried away when it comes to wrestling.
$tewie: Shhh! No more talking. Take your mutant and go!
Father: He's just a kid...
$tewie: Ok go before I hurt you. Was that better?
{The kid's father grabs his hand and reluctantly starts walking away.}
$tewie: Hey kid!
{The kid stops and turns. Just as his father begins to do the same, $tewie connects with a running boot to his father's jaw, knocking him out cold. With a smirk, $tewie admires his work for a moment, then he bends down to meet the kid's gaze.}
$tewie: If you need anymore convincing kid, look at your dad. That's what I do to people. I hurt people and break things. And just to give you a closer look. {$tewie turns his head to Gabby.} Gabby!
Gabby: Yeah?
$tewie: Get....um....What's your name kid?
Kid: Tommy.
$tewie: Get Tommy and his dad ringside seats to tomorrows show. I want him to feel Kevin's pain in person. That way he'll know exactly what disappointment feels like. I wouldn't want him to have any surprises throughout his life.
Gabby: Will do. But right now, we should probably go. Last I checked, assault is still against the law.
$tewie: You're probably right. Her Tommy.
{$tewie hands Tommy a hundred dollar bill.}
$tewie: If anyone asks, you're dad's narcoleptic, or something like that.
{$tewie and Gabby quickly walk away. Tommy stuffs the cash in his pocket and begins to try and wake his dad.}
Gabby: how about Madea's Family Reunion?
$tewie: Oh my God Gabby! You've picked out every Madea movie twice already. I absolutely loathe Tyler Perry!
Gabby: Come on, he's not that bad.
$tewie: Ya know what? We are not going into this. I refuse to humor you with this pointless debate.
{As they continue to argue, I kid, no more than 9 races up and stands in front of them, beaming. $tewie attempts to ignore the kid but curiosity wins this round.}
$tewie: What do you want kid?
Kid: I know you!!
$tewie: Kid, I don't even think your parents are in the same tax bracket as me. Sooooo yeah.
Kid: I do too know you! You're $tewie Franchize! You're the guy Kevin allen's gonna beat tomorrow night.
{$tewie narrows his eyes and bends down to the kid's face. Gabby puts her face in her hands and shakes her head. She then pulls her phone from her purse and begins scrolling through her contacts.}
$tewie: So ya like Kevin Allen do ya?
Kid: Yup, and he's gonna kick the crap outta you! He's better than you could ever hope to be.
$tewie: {chuckles} Oh kid, where should I begin with you and that statement? Let's see here, number one did you see me on the last show? That match lasted as long as allowed it to. Not to mention, Kevin Allen has about as much chance of beating me as you will ever have of being promoted to Fry Cook at the McDonald's you end up working at when you're 35. You're favorite wrestler's a chump and I'm sure your parents resent you simply because that makes you a chump by association.
Kid: Whatever dummy! {The kid stomps on $tewie's custom made itlian leather shoe.}
$tewie: You little street urchin!
{Before $tewie can do or say anything, the kid's father catches up.}
Father: There you are! Sorry if he's been bothering you sir. Hey aren't yo $tewie Franchize?
$tewie: Yeah and you might wanna teach your brat some respect! He nearly ruined a pair of very expensive shoes.
Father: I'm sorry, he can get a bit carried away when it comes to wrestling.
$tewie: Shhh! No more talking. Take your mutant and go!
Father: He's just a kid...
$tewie: Ok go before I hurt you. Was that better?
{The kid's father grabs his hand and reluctantly starts walking away.}
$tewie: Hey kid!
{The kid stops and turns. Just as his father begins to do the same, $tewie connects with a running boot to his father's jaw, knocking him out cold. With a smirk, $tewie admires his work for a moment, then he bends down to meet the kid's gaze.}
$tewie: If you need anymore convincing kid, look at your dad. That's what I do to people. I hurt people and break things. And just to give you a closer look. {$tewie turns his head to Gabby.} Gabby!
Gabby: Yeah?
$tewie: Get....um....What's your name kid?
Kid: Tommy.
$tewie: Get Tommy and his dad ringside seats to tomorrows show. I want him to feel Kevin's pain in person. That way he'll know exactly what disappointment feels like. I wouldn't want him to have any surprises throughout his life.
Gabby: Will do. But right now, we should probably go. Last I checked, assault is still against the law.
$tewie: You're probably right. Her Tommy.
{$tewie hands Tommy a hundred dollar bill.}
$tewie: If anyone asks, you're dad's narcoleptic, or something like that.
{$tewie and Gabby quickly walk away. Tommy stuffs the cash in his pocket and begins to try and wake his dad.}