Stuck In The Slammer

[DonkeyDude/Santiago]

The Commercial Ends coming back to Tuesday Night Shockwave although, the cameras are seen at the local state Jail, rather than the arena. It Shows Two Figures In Separate Cells glaring at each other chucking rude remarks at each other.

Donkey Dude
It's All Your Fault. I could have continued that match but no, Mr Big Shot General Manager had to come in and break it up didn't he.

TPK
What, My Fault. That Is not how we roll here on Tuesday Night Shockwave. You are my Assistant, You should know that.

Donkey Dude
Assistant Huh, Way i recall it you said we were Business Partners Of Equal Value.

Both Men Are Pissed off at one another and reach out for each other trying to break out and beat each other up. TPK Finally decides to give it up and slumps back down onto the murky bed. Donkey Dude grabs at the bars trying to rip them apart. Then he Mumbles Something, " Where's My Machete When I Need It", DD said.

TPK
Look we are stuck in here for the night. I would pay to get us out but I am afraid All my money is residing with the company.

Donkey Dude
Whatever you reckon, But I can tell you one thing. When I get out of here, you just wait, because Someday I will Fight you in a match. And when I do, I will make sure to put you out of the business for good.

TPK
Man you can try and try, but you and I both know that is never going to happen. But Being In Jail reminds me of a few years back in TWOW, Where Skorpio And I Spent The night in the exact same cells. Number 23 and 41(we are across from each other not beside)

Donkey Dude
Turn That FUCKING RACKET OFF!!!

Immediately the man playing the harmonica stops and then sits back down on his bed. Meanwhile Donkey Dude gives up too and just falls backwards onto the musty old mattress and leans back against the slime encased walls.

The Security Guard walks along the corridor. He holds in his hand, a stone cup as he drags it along the cell bars.

Guard
Lights Out, But If I Catch Any of You Ruffians Talkin then I can tell you, tomorrow Night, I'll be havin some good ol fun

TBC By TPK

(OOC:Remember we are only here for one night so we go tomorrow, we won't be here tomorrow night hehehe lol)

[TPK/Kato Faraji]

The guard chuckles to himself and continues down the corridor giving the same tired speech to the other cells, they however know he is all talk and go about like it's business as usual.

TPK: Oh god is that dude still on that power trip? You know the only reason he has this job is because he is related to the Sheriff right?

DD: Funny I...don't remember asking!

Guard:*In the background* Knock that shit off down there before I have to shove a nightstick up your ass!

TPK: That would be funny....say you mind yelling some more I kind of want to see if he means business.

DD grinds his teeth and shakes his head in anger at the current turn of events while TPK is on the verge of laughing at him. The man with the harmonica slowly begins to bring it back up to his lips but one ice cold glare from Donkey Dude quills that instantly.

DD: Thought so. Oh and TPK...next time you feel like getting in my business...don't because I won't be unprepared next time we come face to face I can guarantee you that.

TPK: Oh i'm sorry I...wasn't paying attention did you say something Domi....

DD: Only my friends get to call me by name, and that you are not so Donkey Dude to you. Got it punk?

TPK: Ok Mr.Sensitivity....my donkey is cooler than yours anyway.

DD: What was that?

TPK: Nothing...say look at that bed time see ya.

TBC or EoT

[DonkeyDude/Santiago]

I'll Say EoT, But Note, BRUCE PWNS ALL!!!!!!!!!