Post by bigmikefoyer on Dec 20, 2009 8:37:10 GMT -7
[The scene opens upon Big Mike Foyer, decked out in a heavy black leather bomber jacket, grey tank top, blue jeans, cow-hide leather work gloves, silver toe-gator leather cowboy boots, amber wrap-around shades, and a folded straw cowboy hat. We find him leaning on an old wooden fence, one foot propped on the second wrung with his arms folded upon the top. Apparently he's watching something off camera, and from the sounds of hoof beats heard, it involved horses...]
BMF- You know, I'm not a big fan of losing, but I simply didn't care about the Ark of Tripokalypse...
[...He strokes his beard with a gloved thumb...]
...Let Anderson have it, like I give a shit. I let that little twirp have all the wins he wanted that night, but he only got 'em because of me. Without me there, that bitch wouldn't have lasted round one...
[...Someone tosses him a beer from off camera, which he catches and pops open with a flourish...]
...Thanks Joe!
[...He takes a hearty swig of it and sighs softly...]
It's Five O' Clock somewhere.
[...Brief pause...]
...I hear that people are a little confused by my actions at the end of the Tripokalypse, when I gave Leo a free pass...
[...Big Mike snickers...]
...Here's how I figured it. I knew Leo couldn't take me in the state he was in, and he knew it too. In my mind, he was already beaten. Instead I'll let him rest up, get back to a hundred percent, then BAMMO!
[...He tips his head back, downs the entire contents of his beer, and then slams the can into his other hand, crushing it like an accordian!]
...I'll take his championship, his pride, and his dignity all in one fell... f**kin'... swoop...
[...BMF tosses he can into a trash can just barely in camera without even lookng...]
...The smart man doesn't go with fast and easy. Just beating on him isn't enough, you see. You can wail on Leo all day long with the biggest damn fists in the world, but that won't break him. You have to destroy everything he holds dear and precious in this world...
[...Mike's face spreads with a sadistic smile...]
...His new championship and his peace of mind. I not only was the first to challenge, but I took out the biggest eyesore that the DCWL ever had. I think the company owes me a little something for that. Afterall, nobody else broke the Nazi's back...
[...Suddenly the sound of a man crying out and landing flat on his back, followed by a horse whining loudly, is heard off camera. BMF laughs...]
Excuse me, my day job awaits...
[...He then pushes up on the fence, swings a leg over, and hops across it. The Camera follows his brisk walk to where we find a horse tromping and stomping away from a freshly thrown rider. The scene fades to black at that moment...]
BMF- You know, I'm not a big fan of losing, but I simply didn't care about the Ark of Tripokalypse...
[...He strokes his beard with a gloved thumb...]
...Let Anderson have it, like I give a shit. I let that little twirp have all the wins he wanted that night, but he only got 'em because of me. Without me there, that bitch wouldn't have lasted round one...
[...Someone tosses him a beer from off camera, which he catches and pops open with a flourish...]
...Thanks Joe!
[...He takes a hearty swig of it and sighs softly...]
It's Five O' Clock somewhere.
[...Brief pause...]
...I hear that people are a little confused by my actions at the end of the Tripokalypse, when I gave Leo a free pass...
[...Big Mike snickers...]
...Here's how I figured it. I knew Leo couldn't take me in the state he was in, and he knew it too. In my mind, he was already beaten. Instead I'll let him rest up, get back to a hundred percent, then BAMMO!
[...He tips his head back, downs the entire contents of his beer, and then slams the can into his other hand, crushing it like an accordian!]
...I'll take his championship, his pride, and his dignity all in one fell... f**kin'... swoop...
[...BMF tosses he can into a trash can just barely in camera without even lookng...]
...The smart man doesn't go with fast and easy. Just beating on him isn't enough, you see. You can wail on Leo all day long with the biggest damn fists in the world, but that won't break him. You have to destroy everything he holds dear and precious in this world...
[...Mike's face spreads with a sadistic smile...]
...His new championship and his peace of mind. I not only was the first to challenge, but I took out the biggest eyesore that the DCWL ever had. I think the company owes me a little something for that. Afterall, nobody else broke the Nazi's back...
[...Suddenly the sound of a man crying out and landing flat on his back, followed by a horse whining loudly, is heard off camera. BMF laughs...]
Excuse me, my day job awaits...
[...He then pushes up on the fence, swings a leg over, and hops across it. The Camera follows his brisk walk to where we find a horse tromping and stomping away from a freshly thrown rider. The scene fades to black at that moment...]