Post by logan on Aug 26, 2006 9:18:00 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside a room, the walls are painted black, everything looks real fancy, and expensive. We see Logan wearing a suit, and sitting at a large black glass tainted table. We get the idea that were in for another goofy Logan adventure.
Logan: Welcome... to..
A drum beat rolls in the background.
Logan: The boudle!
A line of people stand outside the door, waiting to come in, their all dressed in suits.
Logan: Come in.
Apparently, their probably all Logan fans, and just agreed to do this for T.V. time. We can clearly tell that this is Logan's own "Apprentice" show, which has been renamed The Boudle. The group of people come inside the room, taking their seats at the big table.
Logan: As you already know, your all here today for a special reason. This is an opportunity of a life time, who will be eliminated? Who will last the longest? Who will become..
Another drum roll.
Logan: The Boudle.
All the faces on the people look kind of eager.
Logan: Whoever wins this contest, will be by my side at all times. They will become my personal boudle, and when I say personal.. I mean personal. If I need a bar a soap while I'm in the shower, they bring it, if my arm hurts too bad after a match while I'm in the shower, they wash me, if I don't feel like cutting up my steak, then they do, and so on. You potential boudles get the idea?
They all nod.
Logan: I'm going be straight forward about this, I'm not really into having some guy following me around all day. So, for all the males..
All the men look at Logan.
Logan: Your fired!
They all nod in disappointment, before heading out the door. A few of them in tears.
Logan: It hurt me to do that, but eh.. I had too. Why would I want some guy washing me back? Plus, you ladies are looking fine tonight.. well, expect for you on the end.
Logan points to some over weight woman.
Logan: Fired. Leave.
She also leaves, in tears.
Logan: Alright sweet, this sums it down to five now. I'm very proud of you boudles, and it's a accomplishment for you all to make it this far. I won't lie, you all only got to this point because of your looks, and well.. your boobies. I'm a boob guy.
They all kind've smile.
Logan: Well, now it's time for the interviews. I'm going to personally interview all of you.. not here though, but in the back. You first blondie.
The blonde woman stands up, and follows Logan to a back room. They both take a seat in two chairs across from each others.
Logan: You don't really have a name right now, okay? So from now own you'll be known as Blondie Boudle, and honestly.. I don't really feel like saying your whole name okay?
Blondie Boudle: Yes.
Logan: So, I'll cut it short.. Blondie B. First question Blondie B, why are you a fan?
Blondie B: Well, I started watching you when WCF first got airtime, and first came around. I loved your attitude for the business, your determination to set goals, and accomplish them.
Logan: Uh, yeah..
Logan stares at her chest.
Blondie B: You inspired me, you made me want to set goals in my life too, and your drive helped me create my own. I use to be down on my feet, doing drugs.. selling my body..
She breaks out in tears.
Blondie B: I could just relate to you, because everyone looked at you as the most hated man in WCF, and when people looked at me on the streets.. they looked at me in disgust. I felt hated too.
Logan hands her a tissue, but as he does he never takes his eyes off her chest.
Logan: Uh huh, right. Wait.. I never sold my body on the streets, what are you talking about?
She stares at him in confusion.
Logan: Oh nevermind, wasn't paying attention.
Blondie B: That's okay, no one ever listens to me anyway.
Logan: Well, it sounded heart felt.. I guess. What are some of the things you'd do for me?
Blondie B: Anything you asked.
Logan: Ha! Wow, you sound like my ex.. Linda. She recently popped, er passed. That doesn't matter though, I will ask you this, if your such a big fan then you'd have no problem knowing what a Jumbo Hotdog of Treachery is.
Blondie B: Oh yes, I know exactly what that is. I'm actually very experienced in that kind of field, being an ex hooker, and all.
Logan: Ah, so was Linda. Well, I mean, she wasn't "new" when I got her so to speak.. it was cheaper getting her used, so yeah.. I'm kind of tight with my money.
Blondie B giggles.
Logan: Right. Well, I'm going to be frank.. I picked you first because of your looks, I thought you really brought that spark to my eye. So, I'm going to ask you.. how would you feel about being my boudle?
She jumps out of the chair, hugging Logan in joy.
Blondie B: Oh, yes yes yes!
Logan: Okay, fine.. you've become..
Drum roll.
Logan: The boudle! Lose the suit though, you can wear this from now on.
Logan hands her a tube top shirt, that's black, and has white lettering on it which reads "Logan's Boudle". She jumps up, and down taking the shirt.
Logan: I'm going go back out there, and fire the rest of these wannabe boudles. You get dressed, we've got places to go.
Logan leaves the room, stepping back out into the other room with all the other women.
Logan: I've made my decision, it wasn't easy, and..
Woman: We haven't even been interviewed yet!
Logan: SHUT UP! I said I made my decision, and the winner is..
Blondie B comes through the door, jumping up, and down in her "Logan's Boudle" shirt.
Logan: Your all fired.
They sigh, before leaving.
Blondie B: So Logan, where to?
Logan: We've got to hit the road Blondie, but before we do I think we should probably say a few words about Torture.. before he watches this, and feels left out. I'm honestly surprised I didn't see you here today Tort, I'm sure you would've loved to be my boudle. I'll admit, no offense Blondie B, but Torture might've won this contest if he showed up. I mean come on, he's undefeated right? He can't lose. It would've been special to see you dancing around wearing that shirt Torture, haha. But oh well, I guess you've got better things to do.. like eat lunch, or something. How is that working out for you? You think eating all the time is going to help? You think your going to be able to eat your way out of the match this Sunday? Ha, I wouldn't think so. Your future isn't looking too bright Tort. I can already tell what's going probably happen, hell anyone can see this happening. Your going to lose, then your probably end up retiring, and then gaining a large amount of weight. Yup, your become washed up, and run down. You'll be sitting around your house watching match highlights of yourself, and think back of how fit you use to look. It's all coming to an end Torture. Your world title is coming to an end, your self image is coming to an end, and that little shiny undefeated record of yours is coming to an end. It's going be bitter sweet to know that I was that first guy to beat you, and to think that you probably hate me so much too. Well, I'm no fortune teller.. but it's just plainly obvious Torture. Your going to lose yourself after this match, I don't even think it'd mattered if you won, or lose. It's just common knowledge, this is the match of your life. This match is going to define who you really are Torture, and you've really got no chance of coming out of this thing on top. You understand? This match is going to change your life, rather you like it, or not.
Logan looks over to Blondie.
Logan: Ah that's enough, we know how Torture likes attention, and that should be enough to keep him happy.
Blondie B smiles.
Logan: Let's go!
They leave the room, side by side as the scene fades out. Logan, and his boudle.
Logan: Welcome... to..
A drum beat rolls in the background.
Logan: The boudle!
A line of people stand outside the door, waiting to come in, their all dressed in suits.
Logan: Come in.
Apparently, their probably all Logan fans, and just agreed to do this for T.V. time. We can clearly tell that this is Logan's own "Apprentice" show, which has been renamed The Boudle. The group of people come inside the room, taking their seats at the big table.
Logan: As you already know, your all here today for a special reason. This is an opportunity of a life time, who will be eliminated? Who will last the longest? Who will become..
Another drum roll.
Logan: The Boudle.
All the faces on the people look kind of eager.
Logan: Whoever wins this contest, will be by my side at all times. They will become my personal boudle, and when I say personal.. I mean personal. If I need a bar a soap while I'm in the shower, they bring it, if my arm hurts too bad after a match while I'm in the shower, they wash me, if I don't feel like cutting up my steak, then they do, and so on. You potential boudles get the idea?
They all nod.
Logan: I'm going be straight forward about this, I'm not really into having some guy following me around all day. So, for all the males..
All the men look at Logan.
Logan: Your fired!
They all nod in disappointment, before heading out the door. A few of them in tears.
Logan: It hurt me to do that, but eh.. I had too. Why would I want some guy washing me back? Plus, you ladies are looking fine tonight.. well, expect for you on the end.
Logan points to some over weight woman.
Logan: Fired. Leave.
She also leaves, in tears.
Logan: Alright sweet, this sums it down to five now. I'm very proud of you boudles, and it's a accomplishment for you all to make it this far. I won't lie, you all only got to this point because of your looks, and well.. your boobies. I'm a boob guy.
They all kind've smile.
Logan: Well, now it's time for the interviews. I'm going to personally interview all of you.. not here though, but in the back. You first blondie.
The blonde woman stands up, and follows Logan to a back room. They both take a seat in two chairs across from each others.
Logan: You don't really have a name right now, okay? So from now own you'll be known as Blondie Boudle, and honestly.. I don't really feel like saying your whole name okay?
Blondie Boudle: Yes.
Logan: So, I'll cut it short.. Blondie B. First question Blondie B, why are you a fan?
Blondie B: Well, I started watching you when WCF first got airtime, and first came around. I loved your attitude for the business, your determination to set goals, and accomplish them.
Logan: Uh, yeah..
Logan stares at her chest.
Blondie B: You inspired me, you made me want to set goals in my life too, and your drive helped me create my own. I use to be down on my feet, doing drugs.. selling my body..
She breaks out in tears.
Blondie B: I could just relate to you, because everyone looked at you as the most hated man in WCF, and when people looked at me on the streets.. they looked at me in disgust. I felt hated too.
Logan hands her a tissue, but as he does he never takes his eyes off her chest.
Logan: Uh huh, right. Wait.. I never sold my body on the streets, what are you talking about?
She stares at him in confusion.
Logan: Oh nevermind, wasn't paying attention.
Blondie B: That's okay, no one ever listens to me anyway.
Logan: Well, it sounded heart felt.. I guess. What are some of the things you'd do for me?
Blondie B: Anything you asked.
Logan: Ha! Wow, you sound like my ex.. Linda. She recently popped, er passed. That doesn't matter though, I will ask you this, if your such a big fan then you'd have no problem knowing what a Jumbo Hotdog of Treachery is.
Blondie B: Oh yes, I know exactly what that is. I'm actually very experienced in that kind of field, being an ex hooker, and all.
Logan: Ah, so was Linda. Well, I mean, she wasn't "new" when I got her so to speak.. it was cheaper getting her used, so yeah.. I'm kind of tight with my money.
Blondie B giggles.
Logan: Right. Well, I'm going to be frank.. I picked you first because of your looks, I thought you really brought that spark to my eye. So, I'm going to ask you.. how would you feel about being my boudle?
She jumps out of the chair, hugging Logan in joy.
Blondie B: Oh, yes yes yes!
Logan: Okay, fine.. you've become..
Drum roll.
Logan: The boudle! Lose the suit though, you can wear this from now on.
Logan hands her a tube top shirt, that's black, and has white lettering on it which reads "Logan's Boudle". She jumps up, and down taking the shirt.
Logan: I'm going go back out there, and fire the rest of these wannabe boudles. You get dressed, we've got places to go.
Logan leaves the room, stepping back out into the other room with all the other women.
Logan: I've made my decision, it wasn't easy, and..
Woman: We haven't even been interviewed yet!
Logan: SHUT UP! I said I made my decision, and the winner is..
Blondie B comes through the door, jumping up, and down in her "Logan's Boudle" shirt.
Logan: Your all fired.
They sigh, before leaving.
Blondie B: So Logan, where to?
Logan: We've got to hit the road Blondie, but before we do I think we should probably say a few words about Torture.. before he watches this, and feels left out. I'm honestly surprised I didn't see you here today Tort, I'm sure you would've loved to be my boudle. I'll admit, no offense Blondie B, but Torture might've won this contest if he showed up. I mean come on, he's undefeated right? He can't lose. It would've been special to see you dancing around wearing that shirt Torture, haha. But oh well, I guess you've got better things to do.. like eat lunch, or something. How is that working out for you? You think eating all the time is going to help? You think your going to be able to eat your way out of the match this Sunday? Ha, I wouldn't think so. Your future isn't looking too bright Tort. I can already tell what's going probably happen, hell anyone can see this happening. Your going to lose, then your probably end up retiring, and then gaining a large amount of weight. Yup, your become washed up, and run down. You'll be sitting around your house watching match highlights of yourself, and think back of how fit you use to look. It's all coming to an end Torture. Your world title is coming to an end, your self image is coming to an end, and that little shiny undefeated record of yours is coming to an end. It's going be bitter sweet to know that I was that first guy to beat you, and to think that you probably hate me so much too. Well, I'm no fortune teller.. but it's just plainly obvious Torture. Your going to lose yourself after this match, I don't even think it'd mattered if you won, or lose. It's just common knowledge, this is the match of your life. This match is going to define who you really are Torture, and you've really got no chance of coming out of this thing on top. You understand? This match is going to change your life, rather you like it, or not.
Logan looks over to Blondie.
Logan: Ah that's enough, we know how Torture likes attention, and that should be enough to keep him happy.
Blondie B smiles.
Logan: Let's go!
They leave the room, side by side as the scene fades out. Logan, and his boudle.
