Post by AdamYoung on Jan 7, 2016 0:55:25 GMT -5
Scene- Abilene, Texas
Adam is throwing hay bales at his ranch just west of Abilene.
Adam- Oh my friends Seth has lost his mind, really must be hard up on money cause he is trying to take Spencer off the payroll. I know $20 is much to take off the payroll but it's $20 Seth can use at Taco Bell on crunch wraps.
Adam wipes his forehead.
Adam- Spencer you sure do look alot lighter in 2016. Guess that weight loss goal of yours came true huh. Nobody to help your ass this week, so your all mine in that squared circle punk.
Adam's cell phone goes off.
Adam- Hello....How did you get this fucking number bitch?....Bring your sorry ass on son I'm not going anywheres.....I've owned your ass since I left your employment and it will always be that way.....Call me again and I'll find your ass.
Adam hangs up.
Adam-Sorry sun of a bitch better know who he's calling before he writes a fucking check his ass can't cash. Can't stand stupid ass people who think since they aint standing in front of me can talk all kinds of shit. Fucking piece of shit needs to stay the fuck out of my life already. It's been eight years and this fucking cunt still has the nerve to call me.
Adam walks over to the back of his work truck and takes a swig of water.
Adam- It's always something trying to get in my business. I'm so sick of these pieces of shit trying to stick their fucking noses into my business. I just might have to make a little noise at SLAM to remind people why I'm the most unstable son of a bitch in this fucking company. Spencer Adams its your bad luck your the one who is signed to fight me this week bitch. You can thank this piece of shit on the phone for this royal ass whipping your going to get. Man I need a fucking stiff drink to ease my nerves right now.
Adam hops in the truck and drives up to the house.
Adam- Sorry piece of shit mother fucker calling me on my private cell number. If I find out who fucking gave him that number I'm going to hit them so hard their great great grandchildren will have their teeth knocked out. Fucking piece of shit.
Adam throws down a few shots of Beam.
Adam- Got to get my fucking mind on business before SLAM. Damn that fucking bastard!
Adam throws the half empty bottle into a huge mirror, shattering both.
Adam- FUCK YOU! God damn fucking bastard stay the fuck out of my life! Get rid of one problem months ago to have another one from my past pop back the fuck up. God damn it!
Adam kneels down on the floor.
Adam- There's no holding that fucker back either, shit fire. Going to have to have my fucking head on a 360 degrees. No telling where or when that son of a bitch will show up. Karma is about to take a huge bite out of my ass and it wont be the only time it does.
Adam picks up a piece of broken glass and cuts his right cheek.
Adam- Time to feel the fucking pain.
Scene fades to black while getting a closer shot of the cut Adam put on his own cheek.
Adam is throwing hay bales at his ranch just west of Abilene.
Adam- Oh my friends Seth has lost his mind, really must be hard up on money cause he is trying to take Spencer off the payroll. I know $20 is much to take off the payroll but it's $20 Seth can use at Taco Bell on crunch wraps.
Adam wipes his forehead.
Adam- Spencer you sure do look alot lighter in 2016. Guess that weight loss goal of yours came true huh. Nobody to help your ass this week, so your all mine in that squared circle punk.
Adam's cell phone goes off.
Adam- Hello....How did you get this fucking number bitch?....Bring your sorry ass on son I'm not going anywheres.....I've owned your ass since I left your employment and it will always be that way.....Call me again and I'll find your ass.
Adam hangs up.
Adam-Sorry sun of a bitch better know who he's calling before he writes a fucking check his ass can't cash. Can't stand stupid ass people who think since they aint standing in front of me can talk all kinds of shit. Fucking piece of shit needs to stay the fuck out of my life already. It's been eight years and this fucking cunt still has the nerve to call me.
Adam walks over to the back of his work truck and takes a swig of water.
Adam- It's always something trying to get in my business. I'm so sick of these pieces of shit trying to stick their fucking noses into my business. I just might have to make a little noise at SLAM to remind people why I'm the most unstable son of a bitch in this fucking company. Spencer Adams its your bad luck your the one who is signed to fight me this week bitch. You can thank this piece of shit on the phone for this royal ass whipping your going to get. Man I need a fucking stiff drink to ease my nerves right now.
Adam hops in the truck and drives up to the house.
Adam- Sorry piece of shit mother fucker calling me on my private cell number. If I find out who fucking gave him that number I'm going to hit them so hard their great great grandchildren will have their teeth knocked out. Fucking piece of shit.
Adam throws down a few shots of Beam.
Adam- Got to get my fucking mind on business before SLAM. Damn that fucking bastard!
Adam throws the half empty bottle into a huge mirror, shattering both.
Adam- FUCK YOU! God damn fucking bastard stay the fuck out of my life! Get rid of one problem months ago to have another one from my past pop back the fuck up. God damn it!
Adam kneels down on the floor.
Adam- There's no holding that fucker back either, shit fire. Going to have to have my fucking head on a 360 degrees. No telling where or when that son of a bitch will show up. Karma is about to take a huge bite out of my ass and it wont be the only time it does.
Adam picks up a piece of broken glass and cuts his right cheek.
Adam- Time to feel the fucking pain.
Scene fades to black while getting a closer shot of the cut Adam put on his own cheek.
