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09-07-2013, 10:39 AM
raYne is sitting upon his Big Comfy Chair [not to be confused with The Big Comfy Couch] ... he stares blankly at his Eleventy Bajillion inch plasma, HD, 3D, other-D TV... with his mouth hanging agape.
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"I DON'T REMEMBER THAT HAPPENING?! I mean... I remember SOME of that happening... BUT NOT ALL OF IT!!!
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"... I feel jipped. ... I wish I DID remember all of that... TONY!"
From stage right [or would that be your left...], enters a muscular, mafioso looking fella, with a grease-stained wifebeater [not to be confused with Stone Cold Steve Austin] ... and a pair of ripped jeans. He is scarfing down pasta fazouli. Cuz he's from Brooklyn. Duh.
"Wassamattayooz?! raYne-y, baby, wass' goin' on ovah hee-yuh, EH?!"
"Tony... how long have we been lovers?"
"Goin' on ten years I'd say... on again off again... ok, mostly off. ... You're just usin' me fah the sex, aren't ya raYne?"
"Tony... you're a guy. And you're smokin' hot. ... What do you think?"
"... gat dammit ..."
"Anywayz... I want you to find Mr. XWF's phone number."
"Why'zzat, raYne-y? Ya want's I oughta take a tire iron tah da clod? A club? Ya good ol' trusty black baseball bat?"
"STOP LOOKING AT THE STORM'S SCHLONG!"
"That bat... mmm...", Tony snaps to, and returns to looking raYne in the eyes... "Huh?! Oh... sorry, boss... I was distracted...", Tony's eyes begin to slowly wander back down to raYne's nether regions, while $hane sighs.
"Tony... I want Mr. XWF
"... in my bed."
"... WHAT?! But--"
"CORRECTiON-- Our bed. In OUR bed. ... Better, darlin'?"
"... better."
Tony proceeds to head toward the kitchen phone... while raYne gazes back at the screen, replaying Mr. X's promo. He then takes his hand... slides it down his... pants...
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CUT AWAY! CUT AWAY! DEAR GODDESS IN VAL HALLA, CUT AW--
*static*
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