Post by Da Funk on Sept 29, 2011 19:58:04 GMT -5
It's last call at some undisclosed bar somewhere unimportant, as people begin to leave. The drunks tumbling out the front door, just beging to be thrown into a cop car, others leaving in horny couples leaving to some bedroom to fuck each other senseless. Yet after all the others have left, one remains at the bar, Da Funk, his head laying on the bartop in a drunken stupor.
Bartender: Hey buddy, you gotta' leave now.
Da Funk: (slurred) What's the point? This is the only place I've ever belonged, in a bar, doing drugs, making a mess out of myself. Look at me, I look worse than a pile of horseshit.
Bartender: I don't care what you look like, GET OUT OF MY BAR!
Da Funk: (yelling) Don't deny me to my destiny old man! I ain't got nowhere else to go. This is where I belong, this is HOME!!
Bartender: (sigh) SECURITY!
And with that wo burley guards come and each take on of Da Funks arms, as he starts flailing around screaming.
Da Funk: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I AM DA GODDAMN FUNK!!
Guard #1: Shut up buster, before we have to get nasty.
No later is that said when da Funk is outside on the sidewalk, absolutly nowhere to go, a shell of the fun loving guy he used to be.
Da Funk: It's not fair. None of this is freakin' fair. My church is in ruins, my mentor has left me, and I've been kicked out by my only home, out onto the goddamned STREETS! It isn' goddamned fair.
The only reason I'm wrestling in WAR is because I have no money left, and booze costs money. Damn lots of money too if you're like me. No one in that match means a damn thing to me, all they is is another way to get that fetti. So all of you, watch out, because I'm mad, drunk, and I don't care about who I hurt or how I do it.
Before the end of the promo, Da Funk tries to say his "FUCK DA NON-BELIEVERS" catchphrase, however he merely slurs it and passes out on the sidewalk.
Bartender: Hey buddy, you gotta' leave now.
Da Funk: (slurred) What's the point? This is the only place I've ever belonged, in a bar, doing drugs, making a mess out of myself. Look at me, I look worse than a pile of horseshit.
Bartender: I don't care what you look like, GET OUT OF MY BAR!
Da Funk: (yelling) Don't deny me to my destiny old man! I ain't got nowhere else to go. This is where I belong, this is HOME!!
Bartender: (sigh) SECURITY!
And with that wo burley guards come and each take on of Da Funks arms, as he starts flailing around screaming.
Da Funk: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I AM DA GODDAMN FUNK!!
Guard #1: Shut up buster, before we have to get nasty.
No later is that said when da Funk is outside on the sidewalk, absolutly nowhere to go, a shell of the fun loving guy he used to be.
Da Funk: It's not fair. None of this is freakin' fair. My church is in ruins, my mentor has left me, and I've been kicked out by my only home, out onto the goddamned STREETS! It isn' goddamned fair.
The only reason I'm wrestling in WAR is because I have no money left, and booze costs money. Damn lots of money too if you're like me. No one in that match means a damn thing to me, all they is is another way to get that fetti. So all of you, watch out, because I'm mad, drunk, and I don't care about who I hurt or how I do it.
Before the end of the promo, Da Funk tries to say his "FUCK DA NON-BELIEVERS" catchphrase, however he merely slurs it and passes out on the sidewalk.
