Post by Tank on Mar 11, 2009 16:36:47 GMT -5
Damn oh damn shit shoot what the hell?
A knock on the door is heard and Tank Reaper questions whose at the door while laying in a hotel bed with another woman laying right next to him topless. Tank tells the woman to get out of the bed and go answer the door. The topless woman cracks the door opening to a fed-ex guy standing there. Tank yells.
What up man?
The Fed Ex man answers.
Your Wrestling Championship Federation Contract is here! It's signed too! I guess you're in the Federation officially!
The topless woman signs for the yellowish envelope before taking it from the Fed Ex man. The topless woman sets it down on the desk in the corner of the room.
I guess you can stop too.
Just then another woman pokes her head out from under the covers as we hear a quick suction noise. She asks Tank if he's sure. He nods to the second topless woman.
Thanks for the night Tia and Mia but I have some training to do. This whole month off due to the bad economy from professional wrestling really wore on me but now with the WCF accepting my offer I can get back to doing what I do best. Destroying bad guys, and making the fans happy. Oh and the girls!
Tank stands up out of the bed with nothing but boxers on. The topless women look for their clothes. He opens the hotel's bathroom door to find two more topless women.
You guys are still here? My god is it good to be Tank! Move over, the Reaper comin' in.
The third and fourth topless women laugh at the word "comin'" for obvious reasons. Tank closes the door just as they open the shower curtain up.
A knock on the door is heard and Tank Reaper questions whose at the door while laying in a hotel bed with another woman laying right next to him topless. Tank tells the woman to get out of the bed and go answer the door. The topless woman cracks the door opening to a fed-ex guy standing there. Tank yells.
What up man?
The Fed Ex man answers.
Your Wrestling Championship Federation Contract is here! It's signed too! I guess you're in the Federation officially!
The topless woman signs for the yellowish envelope before taking it from the Fed Ex man. The topless woman sets it down on the desk in the corner of the room.
I guess you can stop too.
Just then another woman pokes her head out from under the covers as we hear a quick suction noise. She asks Tank if he's sure. He nods to the second topless woman.
Thanks for the night Tia and Mia but I have some training to do. This whole month off due to the bad economy from professional wrestling really wore on me but now with the WCF accepting my offer I can get back to doing what I do best. Destroying bad guys, and making the fans happy. Oh and the girls!
Tank stands up out of the bed with nothing but boxers on. The topless women look for their clothes. He opens the hotel's bathroom door to find two more topless women.
You guys are still here? My god is it good to be Tank! Move over, the Reaper comin' in.
The third and fourth topless women laugh at the word "comin'" for obvious reasons. Tank closes the door just as they open the shower curtain up.