Its a Zero Tolerance Thanksgiving, Charlie Brown!
Nov 24, 2016 16:50:17 GMT -5
CJ Phoenix, Crazy J zt, and 2 more like this
Post by Salem Shepard on Nov 24, 2016 16:50:17 GMT -5
A Zero Tolerance Thanksgiving
(Bloomfield Hills, MI)
"I don’t like this at all, Salem." Claire muttered as they walked down the street.
It was cold and Claire tried to hide her face in the sides of her jacket as the wind blew straight at them, making it seem colder than it really was. There were black cars lined up and down the street and two men in suits followed Shep and Claire as they walked toward Crazy J's house. Shep had a styrofoam box in his hands while Claire held onto the straps of two paper bags. Claire glanced around and noticed the men sitting in the cars spaced about 50 yards apart. Orange and Gold leaves fell from the trees and blew in the wind as the two made their way up the street to Crazy J's house.
"I know, Claire, I don’t like it either....But there’s nothing that I can do about it. Erik put his personal crew here just to make sure that nothing happens. He says someone’s out to get us."
"Who?" Claire shivered as she asked.
"I dunno...I don’t think Erik knows either. Well, if he does, ...he didn’t say shit to us."
Shep didn’t like all the security around either. It made him nervous and raised his anxiety. He hadn’t slept in three days because the voices in his head had convinced him that whoever was attacking ZT was out to get HIM. So he spent most the day hiding in the closet under some blankets - thinking they were bullet proof blankets.
They turned off the sidewalk and walked up Crazy J's driveway. He had a custom made mat outside his door that had the Pantheon logo, underneath it said, "Wipe feet here" pointing to the logo. Shep laughed as he read it and stomped all over it. The door flew open and it was Crazy J
"HEY!!! Don’t be afraid to wipe your ass on it too!!" J smiled as he looked at his two visitors. "Hey Claire, ...how ya been?"
Shep stepped in front of her cutting Crazy J off. "She’s great. ..and cold, J...Its fuckin cold. You gonna let us come in, dawg?"
"Well fuck yeah, come on in!!"
Shep, who has no manners, walked in first letting Claire follow him inside. J didn’t mind, he got a good slap on Claire’s ass when Shep wasn’t looking. Claire giggled and shot J a look of: Don’t do that!! There’s people here!!
Shep walked in and looked around. The TV was on but nobody seemed to be watching the Vikings vs the Lions. Jason Cash was laying on the floor playing with his daughter, Zoey, while his wife Nicole sat on the couch texting family members. She smiled as Claire walked in and the two girls exchanged a few words. J took the paper bags out of Claire’s hands and told Shep to follow him in the kitchen.
Cash looked up and saw the Schizo, "Ya bring the bird, Shep?"
Salem held up the Styrofoam box and nodded. Cash got up from the floor, rubbed Zoey’s hair and followed J and Shep into the kitchen where Lisa was preparing the rest of the food. She turned around and smiled at Cash but the smile faded a little as she saw Salem. Lisa knew that Claire was here as well, ..and she didn’t like that.
"Salem" Lisa spoke in a tone that wasn’t too friendly. "…Were glad you guys made it."
Cash took the Styrofoam box out of Shep’s hands and set it on the counter. "Hell yeah, Imma fry up this bird somethin good!!"
Cash took the lid off the box and a look of disgust came over his face as he peered inside, "...The fuckin hell is this shit!?!?!?!?"
J came over and also looked into the box, "OH MY GOD!!! IT’S MR. CUDDLES!!!!" J jumped back from the box and hit the wall behind him. "Shep, homie, you killed my fucking vulture!?" J was visibly upset. He loved Mr. Cuddles and the vulture had been his favorite pet. He muttered to himself as Shep stood there in shock, not knowing what to say. Cash reached inside the box and pulled out a decent sized black bird by its feet.
"Hell J..." Cash had an awkward look on his face, "This here aint Mr. Cuddles, this here is a fuckin Crow."
Lisa, with a spoon in her hand, and the two men all stared at Shep. Salem was really fucking confused as Cash looked at him, still holding the crow up from the container. "Shep, fuckin hell is this shit man?"
Shep glanced at all three of them, "I uh.....What’s the problem? You guys told me to bring the bird...Sooooo, I brought... a bird..."
Crazy J broke out in laugher, mostly because he knew that Mr. Cuddles was safe and that relived him. Cash and Lisa didn’t find this as funny. Cash dropped the dead crow back in the box, "Fuck man....Good thing I brought my own turkey... Somehow I knew you was gone fuck this up, Shep."
"Fuck it up!?....Mother fucker, yall told me to bring a fuckin BIRD...a BIRD...you didn’t say: Shep bring a TURKEY!!"
Cash shot back, "A turkey is a bird, fucktard! ...Fuck ya think we was gonna eat on turkey day!?"
Salem rolled his eyes, "Does a turkey fly, Jason?"
"Hell naw!! Turkey don’t goddamn it fly, boy!!! They can fly high enough to get in trees and whatnot though...They kinda flutter around, but they don’t fly like a goddamn bird fly’s."
"If it can’t fly, it’s not a fuckin bird, hillbilly....Fuck, everybody knows that...." Shep rolled his eyes and shook his head as if Cash was the dumb one.
Crazy J looked over at Shep, “Well, a chicken is a bird..”
“No!” Shep disagreed. “It don’t fuckin fly…at least not like a regular bird. Do you see a chicken and say: Hey look there’s a chicken bird!! Or, Hey look – there’s a turkey bird? NO!!! Just cause it got feathers don’t mean it’s a fuckin bird!!” Shep rolled his eyes and walked back into the living room.
Lisa gave Cash, then J, an odd look. They all smiled and hid their laughs, not wanting to tell Shep that he was dead wrong as Lisa went back to preparing food. Jason went over to the fridge and pulled out the turkey he had brought over - just in case. "Im gonna go fry this sumbitch up out yonder.....J, go get Shep, let’s go out on yer porch, we need ta talk… Oh hey, Lisa, you wanna inject this here bird first real quick?...I'll come get it in a minute."
Lisa smiled and said she would as Cash opened the fridge once more, pulling out a bottle and headed toward the back porch. He reclined back in one of the lawn chairs, scratched his balls and finished half the bottle of beer in one drink. Moments later Crazy J and Salem walked out the back door and had a seat next to Cash.
Crazy J zipped up his black ZT jacket and put his hands in his pockets and Shep pulled a joint that was behind his ear. He sparked it up and offered it to his two friends and they both declined. Cash just didn’t decline; he rejected the idea all together. He couldn’t trust what Salem had rolled up in that paper and Cash was afraid he would think he was a scarecrow again like he had before, ..and he didn’t need that with his wife and kid around.
Cash looked at his two friends, “Anyone of yall heard from Jaymz?”
Crazy J shook his head and Shep spoke as he exhaled the sweet smelling sativa, “Naw, I still been trying to call him though.”
Cash took another drink of the beer and he was the only one that didn’t look cold. “Fuckin hell….that sumbitch needs ta come back. …He been gone for what? Two weeks? Oh hey, J…Ya know if Erik is comin by?”
Crazy J shook his head again, “No. We invited him over. He said he was going somewhere safe with his family.”
Cash half-laughed, “Shit aint safe ‘nough here for em? There’s a hundred goddamn guards here!!”
“Yeah..” J shrugged “He prolly knew Shep was bringing a crow or an ostrich to eat instead of a turkey..”
“Fuck off!!” Shep yelled as the other two laughed. “At least yall get to sit around and eat; I got a fuckin match this week while yall lazy fucks sit around and watch football!”
Crazy J’s mind seemed to wander as he was thinking about Claire. “Who you got this week, homie?”
Fuckin Oblivion, man! You know what the best part is though!? This is my first fuckin singles match here in the WCF! Shit, we’ve been here since the end of July, todays Thanksgiving, and I FINALLY get to stand on my own in the ring. I didn’t think I was ever going to get this opportunity. It’s about fuckin time they let me show the world what I can do. I guess I can be thankful that I’ll finally get my first singles match!!
“Oh yeah?” Cash had a shit eating grin on his face, “Who’s gonna win that match fer ya? I aint gone be there, …J aint either.”
Shut the fuck up, Hillbilly!! You know I can beat that bastard!! Man, I’ve worked my ass off with yall training in the gym and being in the same corner with you guys. I know I still got a long way to go, but I’ve learned a lot from yall – and from Jaymz too! I don’t give a fuck that Oblivion been here longer than me, …or most people for that matter…That don’t make him a better wrestler than me. It makes him more experienced than me…and yeah, that’s gonna count for something.
J agreed with that last statement, “Yeah, it does. I’ve faced him before. Hes tough, but you can handle him.”
I know I can. I had that dude on my team a few weeks ago, and ya know, at least he fuckin showed up, so I at least gotta give him a slow clap for that…But you could tell that he didn’t really train very hard. I don’t think he really cared about that match, not like I did anyway. Hell, I watched his promo before the match and I thought it was a commercial for his promo…but no, that was his promo.
It was like thirty seconds long and he didn’t care to talk about his match, …so I knew he didn’t want to be there that week. But look who I had in my corner for that match!!! Fuckin Dion, Lilith and Oblivion. It was another guaranteed non-win since Seth don’t wanna see us beat up on his precious Pantheon bitches. Yeah, Obi got his hits in – but it was ME that did the damage to those Pantheon fucks. So I got to see him up close, I got to see what he’s all about.
Cash nodded, “He a big ol’ boy, but he aint as big as Bates.”
Hell naw, he’s not anywhere close to Bates!! Oblivion only wishes that he was on Bates level!! Ya know, some people is fuckin scared of him…he calls himself The Monster…But I aint fuckin scared of NOBODY!!
J looked over at Shep and smiled, “Then why was Claire texting me yesterday sayin that you was scared and hiding in the closet?”
What!? That’s….that’s different…I was worried bout them guys coming to my house and shootin me up like they did the ZT tower! And what the fuck you textin Claire for anyway, J!?
“uuuhh…” J glanced around the yard unsure what to say for a moment, “I was just asking her what yall was bringin today. I was gonna have Lisa ask her, but you know how that goes…”
Oh…well, that makes sense. Anyway, like I was sayin…There aint no fuckin person in the WCF that scares me!! Some of those guys, like Bates, be intimidating. But scared? Hell naw!! I know Oblivion about, and he want people to be all scared of him…But how you gonna do that and say you the good guy? I see on the internet when I read forums that people say he’s a “face” and we are “heels?” …fuck does that mean?
“Face means they the good guys...” Cash finished off his beer and spoke in a lower tone, “Them heels, like they call us…they say we the bad guys.”
Well yeah, that makes sense cause we don’t fuck around. We don’t give a fuck what people think cause we hot shit!! We don’t sugarcoat things and we aint here to kiss anyone’s ass!! I aint gonna bow down to the guy and tell him he’s the greatest fuckin thing to ever walk into the WCF. Yeah, sure, he won some fuckin titles – and a World Title at that. But when was that? It wasn’t while we were here so I aint seen Obi at World Champ level…And he damn sure didn’t look like World Title material in the match I had with him against those Pantheon fucks. When he got in the ring I looked at them Pantheon guys…and guess what? They didn’t look scared of him either!! So I say: If he aint the guy trying to take out ZT and shootin our shit up, then I aint got no reason to be scared of him.
Who gonna be scared of him anyway? If he’s supposed to be one of the good guys, wouldn’t people NOT be scared of him? “The Monster” don’t sound like a good guy….So is he a good guy, or is he a big scary beast? Fuck, I don’t think that guy knows what he wants to be. I know what he IS gonna be though, he’s gonna be the loser of this fuckin match. This will be a good match to determine how far I’ve come since I started training with you guys; cause oblivion aint no fuckin jobber. Yeah, he prolly gonna give me a good fight, but like I said…He aint on Bates level.
“Neither was CJ Phoenix, but yall lost to him last week!!!” J said with a laugh. Cash didn’t find this very funny.
Maaaan…CJ didn’t beat us last week!! C’mon dawg, you saw the match and you saw Bates won that mother fucker. All CJ did was climb Mt. Bates, sit on his shoulders and let the World Champ carry him to a win. Fuckin Bates got the pin, …aint no CJ won that match!!! What the hell you think would happen to CJ if I got him one on one!? Well, I’ll fuckin show ya when I get in the ring with the Oblivion!! And ya know what!? I’ll be a son of a bitch if---
Salem was cut off by a scream that came from the kitchen. It made all three of the men jump.
Cash got up first, “Goddamn! Scream sound like an eagle givin birth to a sumbitchin horse!” Cash started to walk into the house and the other two followed him….
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(A few minutes before)
Lisa was still in the kitchen working away, and though she was usually up J’s ass, the bitch could cook. Any normal man would have put a ring on that finger by now! Cash’s wife, Nicole, sat at the kitchen table talking to Lisa about – whatever it is that girls talk about. They shared some laughs and Nicole offered to help, but Lisa insisted that she was a guest and she would only make herself at home. Nicole didn’t seem comfortable not being able to help but she struck up conversation as she hadn’t gotten to know Lisa very well. The conversation died as Claire walked into the room and all three girls could feel the tension. Claire was wearing a black sleeveless dress that showed the tract marks on her arms from the needles; as she nervously walked into the kitchen, clearing her throat as the conversation stopped.
Claire smiled as she spoke, “Nicole, Zoey was asking for you. …I told her I would come and get you. She’s a sweet girl, maybe you two can walk with me in the mornings some time?”
Lisa had her back to Claire and anger came across her face. Nicole smiled at Claire and took her up on her offer as she walked out of the room to go find Zoey. Claire put her hands together, not wanting to talk to Lisa, but the awkwardness in the room was too strong.
“Lisa? Is there anything that you need help with?” she asked softly, nervously.
Claire stood there with her hands together looking at Lisa, hoping that she would turn around with a smile and say: Yes Claire, I would love for you to help. ..But Claire knew that wasn’t going to happen as Lisa continued to work on the mashed potatoes.
“Lisa, I would like us to be able to get along for the boys. I think it would be best for them.”
Lisa stopped. She froze but didn’t turn around and face Claire. Neither of them spoke as Lisa moved away from the mashed potatoes and back over to the turkey, still not looking at Claire.
“No, Claire…I don’t think you know what’s best for my J.” Lisa said dryly. She moved around a few items on the counter and spun around, holding up a large turkey injector full of fluid. She slightly cocked her head to the side and smiled at Claire before pulling the uncooked turkey closer to her.
“Lisa…I…I think I’ll just go back in here with Nicole and Zoey.”
“No Claire, hang on just a second. Maybe you can help me.” Lisa said as she looked down at the turkey and tapped it a few times with her fingers. Injector still in her other hand. “Im not sure where to inject this turkey…Do you know where?”
Claire noticed there was a friendly tone in her voice, and she wasn’t sure if Lisa was serious but she wanted to make an attempt to bury the hatchet with Crazy J’s girlfriend. She walked over to the counter and took the turkey injector from Lisa. Claire spun the turkey around on the tray and stuck in the needle. It sank into the flesh of the turkey and Claire slowly pushed down on the injector filling the turkey with the fluid.
A huge smile spread across Lisa’s face as she leaned against the counter with her arms folded across her chest, “Hhhmm….You look like a professional at putting needles in white meat.”
Claire spun around, leaving the injector sticking out of the turkey. Fury burned in Claire’s eyes as Lisa started to laugh at her. This was it; she couldn’t take anymore of Lisa’s remarks about her – or her brother. She had been working HARD to beat her heroin addiction!! It had been over a month since she had last gotten high and Lisa was mocking her!?
“Fuck. You. BITCH!” As Claire spoke the last word, a little spit flew from her mouth and hit Lisa in the eye. “I’ve had enough of your shit you cunt!!”
Claire moved quick, putting both her hands around Lisa’s neck and squeezing…But Lisa was no prissy little bitch, J had taught her a thing or two. She kneed Claire in the gut, knocking the wind out of her as she doubled over. Claire backed away as she caught her breath but Lisa pulled her back over by her hair. As she did, Claire let out a horrific scream. Like an eagle giving birth to a horse, as Cash said. That’s when the backdoor to the kitchen opened and Cash walked inside followed by Shep and Crazy J.
“Woah! Sumbitchin hell you ladies doin!?” Cash took a step toward the girls but J stopped him.
He jumped out in front of Cash with a massive smile on his face, “Let ‘em go Cash!! Let ‘em work it out!!” Crazy J looked at the two girls who were now both on the floor fighting. “First one to remove the others clothes wins!!!”
“WHAT!?” Shep yelled. “Fuck that!!! I don’t wanna see my fuckin sister naked!!” Shep pushed J to the side and went to the girls as did Cash.
“Ahhhh, GUYS!!!” Crazy J held out both his hands with a look of major disappointment on his face. He let out a yell of frustration, wanting to see titties but now realizing that wasn’t going to happen.
Shep pulled Claire up off the floor kicking and screaming, but Lisa came up from the floor with her since she had a handful of Claire’s hair. Cash grabbed Lisa around the waist from behind as J came over holding Lisa’s arm, convincing her to let go of Claire’s hair. After a few minutes the three men had the two ladies separated. Shep screamed at Claire, but she got back in his face and they had a few words before Nicole swooped in and took Claire upstairs.
Crazy J was talking softly to Lisa, his painted forehead touching hers. Lisa had been crying but she smiled, looking Crazy J in the eyes as he spoke quietly. She gave him a hug, and as he embraced her – Shep wasn’t sure what the make of the look on J’s face. He looked off, something was different. ..He looked malicious, sinful. And Shep knew it wasn’t right. Lisa let go of the hug and told J she would go fix her makeup and ran up upstairs.
Shep looked around and saw Cash wasn’t in the house and noticed him outside through the glass in the back door. He had already taken the turkey outside to deep fry it.
“J, …man you ok?”
Crazy J looked at Shep – who noticed the look he had seen just a second ago in J’s face was gone, “Yeah homie, I’m good. What’s up?”
“Nothing man…Nothing…” Shep slapped him on the shoulder and went back outside with his painted comrade and joined Jason.
**Over/Under**
They had gotten a good sized fire going in the fire pit toward the house in Crazy J’s massive backyard. Cash had several bottles of beer sitting on the ground next to him and Crazy J had a few as well, but not as many as our Hillbilly Hero. The three hadn’t talked a whole lot as they sat out here listening to the silence around them…Things were rarely quiet for these men and they all seemed content….For a while anyway…
“Alright, so were gonna play a game.” Shep said as he smoked on another joint. “I call this over-under.”
“Over under?” Crazy J asked.
“Yeah…Im gonna give you both a topic. And you tell me if it’s overrated or underrated. We used to do this back at home at night sitting in the yard sometimes. …Ok, so here we go. Turkey. Overrated or underrated? Cash?”
Cash thought it over, “Underrated. Fuck, Im bout to show yall why. Yall aint never had a turkey like Jason Cash done cooked up for yall today. My shits underrated!”
Crazy J laughed, “Overrated…that mother fucker just talked about himself in third person…because of that, I say his shits overrated. Don’t you hillbillys eat squirrels and shit? Or do yall just fry up anything down south? “
“Hell no!! I don’t eat no goddamn tree rats! Sheps from down south too….Ya ever eat some tree rat, Shep?
Salem shook his head, “Fuck that! I aint eatin no squirrel!! But for turkey? I say that shits underrated. I can eat the fuck outta some turkey sandwiches!! Alright, so underrated wins for turkey….Sorry J. Ok, so what about…Bacon!! Underrated or overrated!? WAIT!! Let’s stay on our Thanksgiving theme – Turkey bacon.”
Crazy J made an awful noise, “Ugghuhg…Turkey Bacon is the Anti-Christ…Fuck that awful, overrated shit!”
Cash spit out his beer, “WHAT!? Fuck did you just say!?”
“You heard me…..Shit is the Anti-Christ, Homie.”
“No!! No!! Underrated!!” Cash was serious about his bacon, “Bacon is the love of my life!!...How the fuck do you NOT like bacon, J?”
“I dunno man, that shit is just fuckin nasty.”
Cash stood up this time, “Listen…If you don’t like bacon you aint really Murican!!!….. Im telling ya, you talk that mess again about bacon and me and you bout to go rounds!” Cash looked over at Shep, “…Tell ‘em Shep, tell ‘em bacon is underrated!!”
Shep looked at Cash, then J, then back to Cash again. “Uuuhhh…Well, dude…I don’t really like bacon either!! ..And listen, before you get mad, hear me out!! Think about this dawg, bacon looks like a fuckin scab!!”
Crazy J had a grossed out look on his face and Cash seemed to think this over as Shep continued, “yeah…and if you break it down into little pieces and look at it, ..It looks like a scab!! ..Do you wanna eat scabs, Jason Cash!?”
Cash laughed it off, “I wouldn’t give a fuck if it looked like a pigs pussy! Bacon is bacon.”
“Wait…” Crazy J cut Cash off, “Wouldn’t bacon be a part of a pigs pussy?”
Shep put a stop to it, “Ok Hold up!!! Were talkin about scabs and pig pussies, …Im gonna lose my appetite.”
Cash still wasn’t happy. “Bacon is better than weed, too”
“OH HELL NO!!!” Shep pointed at Cash, “Don’t you fuckin go there homie…Thems fighting words!! …Ok, ok…next thing. Cranberry sauce. Overrated or underrated? ..Crazy J?”
J seemed to think it over, “Eww….defiantly Overrated.”
Cash agreed, “Yup…might as well go ahead and throw that shit in the trash where it belongs.”
J chimed back in, “If you think about it, it looks like coagulated period blood.”
Cash and Shep looked at each other, both with disgusted looks on their faces as neither of them knew how to reply to that. Shep froze with the joint to his lips as Crazy J looked at them both like, “what?” Before breaking out in laughter. Still, Shep and Cash didn’t find this funny.
As Crazy J finally controlled his laughter, “Im just saying…It looks like something I found in one of Lisa’s old pads. Speaking of period blood and nasty shit…I wonder if Lilith is having Thanksgiving with her Turkey bears?”
Cash groaned as he put his hand on his stomach, “Fuck man…Yer grossing me out! …Shep!! …New word.”
“Ok..Ok…Lets switch it up this time, yall.” Shep hit the joint one time, “Guns N Roses…the 2016 version. Overrated or Underrated?”
Crazy J and Cash both looked at each other and said at the same time, “who cares?”
The Schizo cared. “Me, bitches!!! I fuckin care!! That shit is underrated!! That show in Dallas back in August was the shit, yall!!
The two men looked confused as Cash asked, “When did you see Guns N Roses?”
“Uuuuh….” Shep realized he made a mistake and opened his big mouth. “Well….uuummm…Ok so you remember that week back in August when I told Seth I had to fly home for some child support court dates? ….I…I uh….I lied. I didn’t have any court dates. I bailed on yall to go see Guns N Roses!! But can you blame me!? I’ve been waiting my whole life to see those guys back together!!”
The two men didn’t seem to be very happy as Shep continued, “C’mon yall….don’t be mad!!! Just whatever you do, please don’t tell Seth!! That nigga probably gonna be pissed that I lied.”
Crazy J pointed at the camera, “Little late for that, dawg.”
“Oh fuck….He gonna fine me?”
“Who cares?” Cash shrugged. “We ZT, ..we gots more money than God Himself!! But still, I can’t believe you went to see that shit…With that little diva-cunt-bitch on stage.”
“HEY!!! Melissa Reese is a breath of fresh air….Yeah, I know she aint no OG GNR member, but that bitch looks good on stage. She aint no cunt, Jason.”
Cash laughed, “I wasn’t talkin bout her!! I was talkin bout that punk bitch, Axl Pose.”
Crazy J joined in the laughter with Cash as Shep flipped them both off. “Fuck yall!!! I don’t give a fuck what yall think, this 2016 version of GNR is underrated as FUCK! …Ok, next. The beard battle: Bishops beard!! …Overrated…or underrated!? Versus Wade Moors beard.”
“Ooohhh” Crazy J liked this topic. “Bishops beard? Underrated. Moors beard? Overrated.”
“Yuup…Think I ‘gree with ya there, J.” Cash finished off the beer and reached for another, “Cause Moor look like Bishops older retarded brother…Only with less talent.”
“HAAAA!!!” Shep found this hilarious, “Bishops beard game is skrong!!! It soo skrong that he hides all the brotherhoods talent in there. His beard don’t take souls, it steals talent!! …along with fries, and nacho cheese dip. …I agree with yall. Bishops is underrated and Moors is overrated, just like his skill in the ring…”
“You know what Seth should do?” J asked, “He should get Bishop and Moor in a Beard battle. They can braid their beards together and have a fight to the death. It would look something like this”
“They can be beard brothers!!” Shep looked at Crazy J. “J, you got a subject for over/under?”
“Yeah…Yeah, I sure do..” A huge smile slowly stretched across J’s face, “Claire’s boobies…Over or Underrated?”
“NOPE!!! NO!!! That’s my fuckin sister, dawg!!!” Shep shook his head in disgust, “Change the fuckin subject…Man, I knew you was gonna do that!!”
“Hell, no offense Shep…” Cash looked like he didn’t really want to say it, but he did anyway, “Overrated…Them knockers she got look like half deflated water balloons. And aint nobody want ta see ‘em either…Every goddamn crackhead in Houston done felt ‘em up already!”
Crazy J gave Cash the same look that Salem did. Neither man liked the comment about Sheps sister. Cash didn’t care, he found this funny. He kinda wished Jaymz was here because he could really fuck with the big man in this game. He loved fuckin with Jaymz and seeing what his reaction would be.
Shep leaned back in the chair, “Ok…back on track….Oblivion…..Overrated or underrated?
“Overrated!!” both J and Cash said at the same time.
He is overrated….You know why he’s overrated? Because these aint the good old days these old timers are used to. People like Zmac, Oblivion and others…When they talk about their accomplishments it starts with “Once upon a time….” And that’s because this aint the same old WCF that it used to be; as wrestling don’t stay the same for long. You get legends that come and go…new guys who have potential that fade out….Factions that come in and dominate, then move on….You gotta ride the waves in wrestling, and that’s something he’s managed to do in his career. ….Up until this point. And that’s why he’s overrated.
Some people manage to stay afloat longer than others, but in the end we’ll all fade away from this business…But for someone like me? Shit, Im just getting started!! Obi been out here riding these waves for a long time….But we sent off the warning shots when we got here. We told yall this tsunami named Zero Tolerance was sweeping through and yall gonna have to ride out this wave. …And this is where a guy like Oblivion gets left behind… Because the new wave of talent is too strong, even with Pantheon back…guys like Obi will just get washed away in the ZT Pantheon war, …just another legend who gets fades out and replaced. Replaced by someone like me, …but I’ll make it to heights he never dreamed of. …You overrated Oblivion.
“Damn!” J warmed his hands by the fire, “You know he a two time World Champ…”
And I told you I don’t give a fuck. Yeah, “once upon a time…” He was on top of the world. And yeah, he has his name etched into the history books – but like I said he aint done nothing special since we got here. If he was soo good, why wasn’t he on Team ZT and Other People a while back? I’ll tell you why: because with ZT here the competition is top notch and he been phased out. There aint no more room for a Obi here, …he aint scaring nobody anymore. Maybe back when he was winning World Titles he deserved more respect, maybe he could kick my ass and strike fear into people. But this aint another time, this is the ZT era of the WCF.
This is the era that everyone will remember when we took over and forced Pantheon back out as quick as they came at One. …So yeah, he was a world Champ at one point or another. But wait till he step in the ring with me, ..wait till he see what I can do one on one. And just think, Obi can look back at this match later in his life and say, “wow…I sure was lucky I got to step in the ring one on one with a future WCF World Champ.” ….because one day I WILL come for that Title that Bates holds. The title that Oblivion held - one day that will be mine.
Cash laughed, “Slow down cowboy….ya aint even got a singles win under yer belt yet..”
Yeah, and Im about to fucking change that!!! This singles match is a whole different thing for me cause I’ve always had yall in my corner except for War. That was really my only chance to prove what I can do on my own, and I did pretty fuckin good that night – I might add!! …We all did!! But I consider this the start of the second part of my career. I fuckin love those team matches and yall two put more confidence in me with every fight since I started.
Shit, we the best team in the fuckin world and we have the belts to prove it!! But it’s time for me to step out on my own and show yall why I got into this business. Yeah, the world got a glimpse at War, and I’ve held my own in these tag matches. But now I get to stand in the ring on my own and show the world that I aint no fuckin joke …or that I don’t have to rely on Cash and J being there to help me win matches.
I’ve been waiting my whole life for this, and if Oblivion thinks that he’s going to fuckin ruin this for me, …he’s in for a huge surprise. Ya see, Im thankful that Seth gave me a WCF legend to face off against. It gives me the chance to really further strengthen the foundation of my career here and just another big name that will fall at the hands of – not only ZT this week, but Salem Schizo Shepard. …Fuck, Im excited for this match like it was our very first match in the WCF all over again!!! I get to branch out my career from being a Trio Champion to fighting in a singles match, with hopefully many more to come.
Ya know, I got friends down in Houston that text me saying the bitches around the hood talk shit like: ‘Shep just riding the backs of those ZT legends.’ Or they’ll say shit like, ‘He aint done shit without help in the ring…he still aint shit.’ It’s funny, cause I beat all those bitches in they backyards in those fights when I was a scrub. But where they at? They still in Houston in that heroine game only talkin shit cause I made it out and got picked up by ZT. …They just jealous. They can say Im riding the success of Crazy J and Jason Cash but that’s bullshit. I proved them wrong by making it this far, and Im gonna prove them wrong again when I put Oblivions ass down for the three count. …and Im gonna show the world why he’s Overrated….
“I think you gonna kick his ass, Shep.” J talked with confidence.
“Fuck ya, I know I am!! ….I guess since Erik still never gave me a ZT job, I’ll just be the ass-kicker!”
Cash laughed, “Naw, I got that pretty much locked down!”
Shep agreed, “Yeah…I guess you do! I was thinking though…Crazy J here, he got that warehouse and all that shit that’s going down on New Year ’s Eve. I wonder if Erik will give me money to open up my own business. I have a name for it and everything!!”
Jason and Crazy J both looked at Shep not saying anything. They were curious as to what this business was going to be, and Shep continued.
“So I was thinking about this…Im gonna open a BBQ place since Im from Houston and I know all the BBQ secrets!! So, I’ll open one up in Michigan for these Yankees. But it won’t be just ANY BBQ place…It’ll be different.”
Crazy J asked curiously, “What’s different about it?”
“Well….Im gonna call it ‘Jims BBQ and Foot Massage!’ …I think it’s gonna be great!!!”
“What?...” Cash shook his head in disbelief, “Why the fuck would you call it that!?”
Salem seemed to understand his confusion, “Easy – my fellow southerner. If I opened one up and called it Salems BBQ and Foot Massage, people may not eat there cause ‘Salem’ doesn’t sound very good. …Jim sounds like a good name. It sounds like the name of a guy that really knows his BBQ.”
“No, I aint talk bout that!!” Cash got up to check on the turkey, “Im talkin about the foot massage part…What the fuckin hell is that shit, Shep!?”
Shep took offense, “Whats wrong with it!? Who DOESN’T want a foot massage while you eat some good ass BBQ!? ….Its like mixing the two best things in the world.”
Cash just shook his head and laughed, “Shit, this turkey bout done. Yall wanna go tell them ladies weze about ta eat?”
Crazy J nodded, got up and walked to the house followed by Salem who threw the last bit of his joint in the fire as the scene faded out....
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