Post by logan on Jan 13, 2007 12:31:57 GMT -5
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
The scene opens up, where Logan is standing inside his locker room. The room is dark, and a small disco ball hangs from the ceiling. Janis Joplin "Me And Bobby Mc Gee" is blaring out in his surround sound speakers. Logan is mouthing the lyrics well waving his arms in front of him in a quick motion with his index fingers sticking up. The camera man watches Logan as he seems to be un ware of his presence.
Logan: Good enough for me, and my Loogie Mc Gee.
The camera knocks at the cracked up door, Logan quickly stops his weird dancing, and knocks the disco ball off from the ceiling before cutting the music.
Logan: What..?!
The camera man opens the door all the way stepping into the room.
Logan: I said NO promos this week, so why are you here?
The camera man remains silent letting Logan ask the questions, and answer them.
Logan: I told you boudles no promos for the week, it's pointless for me. I need no inspirational words for myself to beat Reckless Jack this Sunday. It's a meaningless match, and I'll probably be there to simply just hang out. If me, Jack of Blades, Rick Mad, and his goons can't beat Reckless Jack WITH Seth Lerch being the referee than there is something terribly wrong with us. I'm not saying much to you boudles, I already told you it was music weekend for me. I've been trying to dance while listening to a variety of music all week. If you want to stay for the show, be my guest. It's the total form of expression. I'm going to dance differently to each style of the song. Just watch, boudle.
Logan turns the stereo back on. Juvenile "Project Chick" blares in the locker room, and the disco ball drops back down. Logan goes back to waving two fingers in the air, doing is simple boring dance while singing along with the song.
Logan: Give me a project bitch. Give me a hood rat chick. One that don't give a fuck. And say she took that dick.
Logan continues waving his two index fingers in motion in front of him while staring emotionless at the wall.
Logan: Dance week, leave me now.. boudle. Pointless week.
Logan shakes his head while continuing to do the "treachery" dance.
Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
The scene opens up, where Logan is standing inside his locker room. The room is dark, and a small disco ball hangs from the ceiling. Janis Joplin "Me And Bobby Mc Gee" is blaring out in his surround sound speakers. Logan is mouthing the lyrics well waving his arms in front of him in a quick motion with his index fingers sticking up. The camera man watches Logan as he seems to be un ware of his presence.
Logan: Good enough for me, and my Loogie Mc Gee.
The camera knocks at the cracked up door, Logan quickly stops his weird dancing, and knocks the disco ball off from the ceiling before cutting the music.
Logan: What..?!
The camera man opens the door all the way stepping into the room.
Logan: I said NO promos this week, so why are you here?
The camera man remains silent letting Logan ask the questions, and answer them.
Logan: I told you boudles no promos for the week, it's pointless for me. I need no inspirational words for myself to beat Reckless Jack this Sunday. It's a meaningless match, and I'll probably be there to simply just hang out. If me, Jack of Blades, Rick Mad, and his goons can't beat Reckless Jack WITH Seth Lerch being the referee than there is something terribly wrong with us. I'm not saying much to you boudles, I already told you it was music weekend for me. I've been trying to dance while listening to a variety of music all week. If you want to stay for the show, be my guest. It's the total form of expression. I'm going to dance differently to each style of the song. Just watch, boudle.
Logan turns the stereo back on. Juvenile "Project Chick" blares in the locker room, and the disco ball drops back down. Logan goes back to waving two fingers in the air, doing is simple boring dance while singing along with the song.
Logan: Give me a project bitch. Give me a hood rat chick. One that don't give a fuck. And say she took that dick.
Logan continues waving his two index fingers in motion in front of him while staring emotionless at the wall.
Logan: Dance week, leave me now.. boudle. Pointless week.
Logan shakes his head while continuing to do the "treachery" dance.
