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Post by johnnydetroit on Dec 17, 2008 16:11:24 GMT -5
* YOUNG GANGSTA is in his hot tub in his locker room having one of his notorious parties with four beautiful young ladies. He is more than a little upset when Johnny Detroit knocks and enters with
out waiting for a reply, his greasy hair, cheap sunglasses, and plaid suit accompanying his omnipresent cheap cigar. *
Johnny Detroit: Hey there, YG! What it is, bro?
* YOUNG GANGSTA simply stares at Johnny Detroit, utterly perplexed at what exactly was standing before him. The ladies, usually quite proud of their looks and willing to show them, instinctively cover themselves with their arms and sink a bit lower into the hot tub as Johnny's gaze falls on each of them. *
YG: I ain't your bro... and you're makin' my girls here feel uncomfortable.
Johnny Detroit: Fine, I'll get right to the point. My names Johnny... Johnny Detroit. I stopped by to make you a business proposition.
* YG cocks an eyebrow at Johnny, considering. *
YG: How'd you get in here, anyway?
Johnny Detroit: You mean that huge, 300 pound guy that said nobody was allowed in here? I just told him I saw someone stealing the spinners off of your car. Now you want to hear what I got to say, daddy-o?
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Post by Young Gangsta on Dec 17, 2008 17:19:43 GMT -5
Young Gangsta ponders for a second before replying...
Bro? Daddy-o? A'ight, hold up one god damn second. You have some nerve steppin' in here Johnny D. I know exactly who you are and what you stand for. Back in the day, You were in ETT's corner and some good you did for him.
Johnny Detroit, obviously unphased by YG's comments, takes another puff of his cigar and replies.
Come on now Youngster, that's no way to talk to anyone. I'm hurt, I thought I could strike up a business deal--
One of YG's hot tub partners interrupts Johnny, sniffing something.
Like, What's that smell. Did an animal die in here La'Tron?
Excuse you, but it's top quality cologne... By the way La'Tron's your name? Sounds nice. Like, Titan Tron! I can see it now... But like I was trying to say. I'm here to strike up a business deal
The hell if I care... Now if you could get the f*ck out. I can get back to enjoying my evening.
Alright then, I could always manage one of your opponents and lead them straight to taking you title...
As Johnny D turns to leave, YG get's up out of the hot tub, and walks over to him.
Hold up, Hold up.. What can you do for me?
Good to hear, I can tell we're gonna be business partners soon... First, let me tell you what I can offer...
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Post by johnnydetroit on Dec 22, 2008 16:43:15 GMT -5
* Johnny peeks around YOUNG GANGSTA to catch a glimpse at the scantily clad ladies climbing out of the hot tub, after they've begun to sense that the party is over. *
YG: Whoa whoa whoa... who told you to get out of the tub? This'll only take a few minutes and I ain't through wit the four a' ya. Now then, you were saying, Johnny?
Johnny: Ha ha HA! I like your style! So anyway, here's the deal. I am going around recruiting the top talent here at GHW... my fees are modest, a meager 45% cut of your monthly earnings. I've been here a short week and I've already recruited two of the hottest tickets here in GHW, and if you're willing, I'll finally have the trifecta! I'm not one to brag, but I also wrangled a title shot for one of those men - and trust me, getting Xantaxm to grant a title shot to someone like this guy... well, let's just say you'd have a better chance of finding a three-legged ballerina than you would of getting Xantaxm to agree to it, but I was able to manage it, because that's what I do... I manage! And you know what my client was doing while I was getting him his undeserved title shot? Do ya?
* YOUNG GANGSTA, who's eyes were beginning to glaze over halfway through Johnny's spiel, suddenly jumps as he realizes he's being asked a question. *
YG: What was he doin' Johnny?
Johnny: He was sitting in the bar drinking Scotch Whiskey! Do you see what I'm getting at here? You'll be able to spend more time hangin' wit your bitches and still reap the benefits of contract negotiations!
* Despite the fact YOUNG GANGSTA is quickly losing patience with the weasel in front of him, he finds that he is intrigued, if not completely convinced. *
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Post by Young Gangsta on Dec 23, 2008 20:28:40 GMT -5
While YG thinks over Johnny Detroit's offer one more time. By now though, the latter has grown bored and drifted towards the hot tub, attempting to entertain the hoes.
Hey, Bitches, What's long, white, and lickable?
While the ladies think, Johnny puffs on his cigar. Before he can finish his joke, Young Gangsta runs over to the hot tub and stops him.
My D--
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Chill out Mr. I-Like-Cigars-Because-They're-Big-In-My-Mouth! I like your offer, One problem though...
YG looks over to the girls in the hot tub, who are now nauseated by the cheap smells and terrible "joke".
Two problems. Hoes, You gotta go. Cant have you in here with this crazy, horny Mo' Fucka...
But
Bitches, Please
A dull uproar and Johnny's wolf whistles can be heard as the ladies get out of the hot tub and leave. After they have left and the door has been shut, Young Gangsta speaks again.
A'Ight, Listen. You never break up a hot tub party with jokes like that. I'll make sure I put a bullet in ya. No way in Hell are you gonna step in here askin' fo' 45% I'd have to be crazy or high to agree to that shit. And I try not to smoke them bowls anymore due to suspensions and shit like that. 20% or nothing. Lastly, you screw me over, And I swear I'll make your life a living hell. I'll get your ass in the--
Showers? Sorry, But I don't roll like that...Yeah Yeah Yeah, I get it. I'll take your 20%, but soon, you'll be begging me to take more, that is when you're on top of the GHW food chain... Now for me, I'm out of here, Gonna go find those "ladies" in the hallways
With that, Johnny D blows one more puff of smoke in the room, and sprints out before Young Gangsta can even say something. He just laughs and shakes his head as female screams can be heard over Johnny's giggling.
EOT
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