Post by johnnycraven on May 9, 2007 13:34:17 GMT -5
Cameras Fade In:
Scene opens up to Johnny Craven's basement where he and a few friends are playing rounds of poker. The T.V. is shown in the background, with the channel set on E.S.P.N. Highlights of the past week in baseball and NBA are shown. The individuals that are playing poker are Johnny Craven, Chuck Watson, and a few of their friends from Newberry Hall. There are several empty beer bottles shown on the table, as well as some full ones. Several who are playing poker are smoking cigars, including Johnny Craven.
Friend #1: So Johnny, that was an impressive victory over Adam Knite and Team Xtreme that you and Davey Boone had two weeks ago at Payback.
Friend #2: Yeah man...you guys totally ripped them apart.
Johnny Craven: First of all, there really wasn't much of a match once Team Xtreme chickened out and left Adam Knite for dead. I kind of had a feeling that they would do what they did. Leave it to the ones who call themselves Xtreme to coward out of a match in which they had the clear numbers advantage.
Friend #2: Yeah but you did what you guaranteed that you were going to do to Knite...you finished his legacy. I think the match went rather well. And Davey Boone got rid of his anger towards Knite as well. I mean, he totally destroyed Adam Knite when he put him through a table. The sick s.o.b. even put Knite's girl, Kelly, through a table. If you ask me Craven, I think you have a psycho as a tag team partner.
Johnny Craven Craven then grabs friend #2 by the throat.
Johnny Craven: That's right...but he ain't the only sick son-of-a-b*tch that's in Red River Mafia... (Just then, they look over at Chuck Watson before Craven speaks again.) You assholes...I was talkin about me. (They all begin to laugh).
Friend #3: So Chuck...are you really thinking about getting your nipples pierced?...Or is it all just a sick fantasy that you have...kind of like the one where you want to stick your wang in a watermelon...
Chuck Watson: who the hell told you about that? (He turns and looks at Craven who just shakes his head in disgust)
Johnny Craven: Hey don't look at me man...this is the first that I've heard about it. That's just sick man...you make me sick.
Friend #1: So Johnny...have you heard the promos that Reckless Jack and Jay Williams have said about you guys? Steve Carr and Merc also talked trash about the Red River mafia.
Johnny Craven puffs on his cigar some more. Then he takes a huge swig of Jack Daniels.
Johnny Craven: Yeah I heard. But honestly...I really don't know a lot about any of them. I mean, Outcast and Merc are a good team, but I'm getting real sick of hearing about NCW this and NCW that. They claim that their NCW (Net Championship Wrestling) was and is the only ncw federation in efed history. I was in the original nCw (National Championship Wrestling) for a brief period before I had to quit for some personal business.
Friend #3: you went to prison for a drunken bar brawl you moron.
Johnny Craven: I didn't do anything wrong man...I was minding my own business when these bouncers came up to me and told me to leave the bar because I was being too loud. I told them that no one throws Chuck Norris out of a bar and then tried to round house kick but I fell to the floor. But nevertheless, I remember when the original nCw was great. I used to watch national Championship Wrestling back in its golden years. Team NCW is just trying to make themselves out to be the only superstars to wrestle for an ncw efed. They are nothing like what the original nCw superstars were like. Superstars like Davey Boone, Adam Knite, The Punisher, Doomsday, and even Team Xtreme, were great during the nCw golden years. Net Championship Wrestling came after the original nCw was done. Don't get me wrong...they were and still are great superstars, but they would have never survived in the original nCw. To be totally honest with you...I think that Team NCW ain't nothin but a bunch of posers.
Friend #1: They are already claiming victory this week at Slam.
Johnny Craven: Yeah, but they ain't never faced a team like Red River Mafia before. They don't know anything about us, yet they think they already have the match won. I also know that they will have all of Team NCW out at ringside with them to help them cheat. I mean...they can't seem to win without them. But that ain't going to stop us any. We're still going to whoop some ass.
Just then, Davey Boone walks in and demands to be dealt into the game.
Johnny Craven: Now we have Reckless Jack and Jay Williams talking like they already have the match won. They want to ask who Red River Mafia is...at Slam, me and Boone are going to show them first hand just who the Red River Mafia really is. I'll meet your bet Boone and raise you twenty.
Everybody chips in and meets the pot value. Just then Davey Boone claims that he will meet the pot value and throw in the deed to his Nissan truck. All at once everyone folds.
Davey Boone: What the hell man? What the hell man? What the hell man? What the hell man? Chuck Watson you son-of-a-b*tch....I thought I told you to get your ass down to the beer store and get us some more beer? Why the hell have you not left yet?
Chuck Watson: I'm sorry Boone...I'm out the door now...gees...it ain't like I'm Sweet Willy Carter you know..I am a little lighter.
Johnny Craven: Hey Chuck...don't forget to get yourself a watermelon while your at it bud. (Everyone laughs hysterically).
Friend #2: That's almost as funny as Golden State beating out the Mavs in the first round of the playoffs. (Silence)
Johnny Craven grabs friend #2 by the throat and glares at him before throwing him out of his basement.
Johnny Craven: I hope Don Nelson and his damn pussy ass warriors choke. As far as I'm concerned, they can all just suck it. (Everyone agrees in unison.)
Davey Boone: man I'm starving...what y'all say let's go eat the ass out of some pizza hut. (Everyone agrees).
Johnny Craven: good idea...but first, I wanna get some laxatives to put in a cheap bottle of liquor and give it to Chuck Watson. He loves good cheap liquor. This will keep him on the shitter for days.
Everyone leaves as the cameras fade out.
Scene opens up to Johnny Craven's basement where he and a few friends are playing rounds of poker. The T.V. is shown in the background, with the channel set on E.S.P.N. Highlights of the past week in baseball and NBA are shown. The individuals that are playing poker are Johnny Craven, Chuck Watson, and a few of their friends from Newberry Hall. There are several empty beer bottles shown on the table, as well as some full ones. Several who are playing poker are smoking cigars, including Johnny Craven.
Friend #1: So Johnny, that was an impressive victory over Adam Knite and Team Xtreme that you and Davey Boone had two weeks ago at Payback.
Friend #2: Yeah man...you guys totally ripped them apart.
Johnny Craven: First of all, there really wasn't much of a match once Team Xtreme chickened out and left Adam Knite for dead. I kind of had a feeling that they would do what they did. Leave it to the ones who call themselves Xtreme to coward out of a match in which they had the clear numbers advantage.
Friend #2: Yeah but you did what you guaranteed that you were going to do to Knite...you finished his legacy. I think the match went rather well. And Davey Boone got rid of his anger towards Knite as well. I mean, he totally destroyed Adam Knite when he put him through a table. The sick s.o.b. even put Knite's girl, Kelly, through a table. If you ask me Craven, I think you have a psycho as a tag team partner.
Johnny Craven Craven then grabs friend #2 by the throat.
Johnny Craven: That's right...but he ain't the only sick son-of-a-b*tch that's in Red River Mafia... (Just then, they look over at Chuck Watson before Craven speaks again.) You assholes...I was talkin about me. (They all begin to laugh).
Friend #3: So Chuck...are you really thinking about getting your nipples pierced?...Or is it all just a sick fantasy that you have...kind of like the one where you want to stick your wang in a watermelon...
Chuck Watson: who the hell told you about that? (He turns and looks at Craven who just shakes his head in disgust)
Johnny Craven: Hey don't look at me man...this is the first that I've heard about it. That's just sick man...you make me sick.
Friend #1: So Johnny...have you heard the promos that Reckless Jack and Jay Williams have said about you guys? Steve Carr and Merc also talked trash about the Red River mafia.
Johnny Craven puffs on his cigar some more. Then he takes a huge swig of Jack Daniels.
Johnny Craven: Yeah I heard. But honestly...I really don't know a lot about any of them. I mean, Outcast and Merc are a good team, but I'm getting real sick of hearing about NCW this and NCW that. They claim that their NCW (Net Championship Wrestling) was and is the only ncw federation in efed history. I was in the original nCw (National Championship Wrestling) for a brief period before I had to quit for some personal business.
Friend #3: you went to prison for a drunken bar brawl you moron.
Johnny Craven: I didn't do anything wrong man...I was minding my own business when these bouncers came up to me and told me to leave the bar because I was being too loud. I told them that no one throws Chuck Norris out of a bar and then tried to round house kick but I fell to the floor. But nevertheless, I remember when the original nCw was great. I used to watch national Championship Wrestling back in its golden years. Team NCW is just trying to make themselves out to be the only superstars to wrestle for an ncw efed. They are nothing like what the original nCw superstars were like. Superstars like Davey Boone, Adam Knite, The Punisher, Doomsday, and even Team Xtreme, were great during the nCw golden years. Net Championship Wrestling came after the original nCw was done. Don't get me wrong...they were and still are great superstars, but they would have never survived in the original nCw. To be totally honest with you...I think that Team NCW ain't nothin but a bunch of posers.
Friend #1: They are already claiming victory this week at Slam.
Johnny Craven: Yeah, but they ain't never faced a team like Red River Mafia before. They don't know anything about us, yet they think they already have the match won. I also know that they will have all of Team NCW out at ringside with them to help them cheat. I mean...they can't seem to win without them. But that ain't going to stop us any. We're still going to whoop some ass.
Just then, Davey Boone walks in and demands to be dealt into the game.
Johnny Craven: Now we have Reckless Jack and Jay Williams talking like they already have the match won. They want to ask who Red River Mafia is...at Slam, me and Boone are going to show them first hand just who the Red River Mafia really is. I'll meet your bet Boone and raise you twenty.
Everybody chips in and meets the pot value. Just then Davey Boone claims that he will meet the pot value and throw in the deed to his Nissan truck. All at once everyone folds.
Davey Boone: What the hell man? What the hell man? What the hell man? What the hell man? Chuck Watson you son-of-a-b*tch....I thought I told you to get your ass down to the beer store and get us some more beer? Why the hell have you not left yet?
Chuck Watson: I'm sorry Boone...I'm out the door now...gees...it ain't like I'm Sweet Willy Carter you know..I am a little lighter.
Johnny Craven: Hey Chuck...don't forget to get yourself a watermelon while your at it bud. (Everyone laughs hysterically).
Friend #2: That's almost as funny as Golden State beating out the Mavs in the first round of the playoffs. (Silence)
Johnny Craven grabs friend #2 by the throat and glares at him before throwing him out of his basement.
Johnny Craven: I hope Don Nelson and his damn pussy ass warriors choke. As far as I'm concerned, they can all just suck it. (Everyone agrees in unison.)
Davey Boone: man I'm starving...what y'all say let's go eat the ass out of some pizza hut. (Everyone agrees).
Johnny Craven: good idea...but first, I wanna get some laxatives to put in a cheap bottle of liquor and give it to Chuck Watson. He loves good cheap liquor. This will keep him on the shitter for days.
Everyone leaves as the cameras fade out.
