Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2009 15:43:04 GMT -5
So hungry. A little tired, maybe? I don't know if I should be tired or not. No idea what time it is, no idea how long I've been walking around. Why don't I wear a watch? Cameraman refuses to tell me the time. He won't put the camera down. He says he has to keep it on all the time in case something happens. What am I, some sort of monkey? I have to have an eye on me at all times in case I do something funny?
I don't think this is in his job description. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was put here with me specifically to test my sanity.
I'll go over the roster analysis again to keep my mind off the hunger. Let's put Torture at an average rank of 1.33 over the last three years. 2 minus 1.33. Multiply that by the number of points earned on average by the #1 ranked wrestler over the last three years. Points based off of wins, championships...ugh. I can't do this without paper.
Oh, finally, I seem to be coming out of the woods now. WOODS. How the hell did I end up there? No signs of civilisation. Maybe over that hill...
McDonald's. Not my first choice, but it's food...there's the menu. Funny, it looks different. Well, I'm sure they have the same stuff. McDonald's is McDonald's. Ebi-Chiki, please. She has no clue what I'm saying. Shrimp nuggets, bitch! Why don't they have that? Fine, whatever. Order for me, cameraman. I'm too hungry. I can't even think in English anymore. He says he's a vegetarian. Fine, I'm not, get a goddamn salad and I'll have a burger and chips. He refuses to order anything made of meat.
He really picked the wrong day to be an ass. Too dumb to live, anyway. If I use that window, take five seconds to punish him, jump that railing...I can do this.
Go time.[/color]
I don't think this is in his job description. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was put here with me specifically to test my sanity.
I'll go over the roster analysis again to keep my mind off the hunger. Let's put Torture at an average rank of 1.33 over the last three years. 2 minus 1.33. Multiply that by the number of points earned on average by the #1 ranked wrestler over the last three years. Points based off of wins, championships...ugh. I can't do this without paper.
Oh, finally, I seem to be coming out of the woods now. WOODS. How the hell did I end up there? No signs of civilisation. Maybe over that hill...
McDonald's. Not my first choice, but it's food...there's the menu. Funny, it looks different. Well, I'm sure they have the same stuff. McDonald's is McDonald's. Ebi-Chiki, please. She has no clue what I'm saying. Shrimp nuggets, bitch! Why don't they have that? Fine, whatever. Order for me, cameraman. I'm too hungry. I can't even think in English anymore. He says he's a vegetarian. Fine, I'm not, get a goddamn salad and I'll have a burger and chips. He refuses to order anything made of meat.
He really picked the wrong day to be an ass. Too dumb to live, anyway. If I use that window, take five seconds to punish him, jump that railing...I can do this.
Go time.[/color]
