OK. So we got Mrs. Albert. And we got Wahine. Both are cute, self-professed bi-girls. Mrs. A confesses to a love of 'rasslin' and I gather Wahine is a bit of a submissive/masochist. And we've been raising money for Shepherd, who got burnt out of his house. All of this creates a situation where everyone wins. I propose...[drumroll]...the First Annual Wordforge Charity Wimmen's Topless Rasslin' Tournament! We can sell tickets and divide up the proceeds--half can go to Shep and his family, Nick can get 15% for working out the technical aspects of posting it all, and I'll get the rest for coming up with this awsome idea.
I propose that Volpone get free admission for the idea, and nuthin' else. That'll up the charitable %age. Oh, and can we throw in some pudding, whipped cream, or some such into the mix as well?
Bah. I'd be the one taking the risk here. I'll have to line up an Arena and get the competitors to it. And if Nicky flakes out and doesn't deliver, I'll be the one who has to hire some Goons to go break his legs. And if, for some reason, something happens to one of the girls, I'd probably have to step in and wrestle myself. So I feel I'm entitled to the Lion's Share. Shep is only in the equation for tax purposes.
Young man, I hear you and your friends are setting up a match. But you don't even send a gift to my house. No respect! This is my neighborhood. You and your friends should show me some respect. You should let me wet my beak a little.
But what about the Lt. Mewa's House of Chicken and Waffles? It can be right next to the Uncle Albert Anger Management Center or something.
Sure, there's some real estate available over thataways, all we have to do is knock down the old Ted Wolf Rape Crisis Center building.
Sorry Hoss, wouldn't work. No one (besides probably Lethesoda) wants to see you wrestle yourself. /shudder Brain soap, please!!!!
We must not speak of this again. I'm still a little worried that his whole Zombie King schtick is an offshoot of my old Zombie Hunter custom title.
I'm working on an undercard. I haven't worked out all the details but it will likely be Tasvir in a diaper taking on either a greased piglet or possibly a chicken.
Suppose we could interest Shakes, Meka, Mrs. Flow, and a few others in a Battle Royal? I would mention Tamar but I suppose her health would prevent. That that we couldn't allow her to be topless in an honorary way.....
No! No! No! That's Lt. Mewa's House Of Fried Chicken And Colt 45 Malt Liquor, and Dayton3's House of Waffles. Get it right, dammit!
