2pm on a Sunday:
Vinegar: "What up, Jabroni's are you ready to get blasted in the mouth!?"
Honey: "Hey hey, okay. Let's not scare them away now hahahaha. This is a positive thing we're doing here. Positive. Grab your mic, lets get this started."
Vinegar: "All of my instincts and training are telling me to use this as a weapon."
Honey: "OK, just put that down, let me do the talking. Ladies and gentleman of NSFL, allow us to introduce ourselves. I am Hugh Honey, and my associate here is..."
Vinegar: "Im Vic Vinegar and we're here to pull up our bootstraps, oil up a couple asses, and do a little plowing of our own. POW! ... Not gay sex. Now, Hugh, I have done an ocular assessment, an ocular pat-down if you will, and Ive deemed us safe. You see, I’ve always got an A, B and C strike plan to get us out of any potentially life-threatening situation."
Honey: "ehh ehh eh let's not do that haha lets not do that. What my friend here is trying to say is we have a client, a human client. And while he may look a little off to most, trust me when I say his nose was chiseled by the gods themselves. His body was sculpted to the proportions of Michelangelo's David. You people on the other hand-- well, you are all.."
Vinegar: "AND HIS HANDS ARE FEET!, his feet are his hands"
Honey: "Wha, what are you doing?"
Vinegar: "What do you mean, bro. Im telling these Jabroni's about our victim"
Honey: "Client! He is our client. Vic, I swear you would be more use to me if i skinned you and turned you into a lampshade - or fashioned you into a piece of high end luggage. I can even add you to my collection!..."
Vinegar: "..dude, are you saying you have a collection of skin luggage?"
Honey: "Of course not, Vic, don't be ridiculous. Think of the smell. You haven't thought of the smell, you bitch. Now, you say another word and i swear to god i will dice you into a million little pieces -- and put those pieces in a box... a glass box, that I will display on my mantle."
Vinegar: "..."
Honey: "Now, where was I. Oh, yes. Ladies and Gentleman of the NSFL, allow us to introduce our client, Kick Puncher. A man whose punches have the power of kicks!"
Vinegar: "Because his hands are feet! Listen up, we have a dream, and in that dream we're standing on top of.."
Honey: "I hate listening to people’s dreams. It’s like flipping through a stack of old photographs. If I’m not in any of ’em and nobody’s having sex, I just don’t care. We are here to alert the world that Kick Puncher has arrived, and it is too late to escape. His feet will come down on this league like the hammer of Thor. The thunder of his vengeance will echo through these corridors like the gusts from a thousand winds. He can do from flaccid to erect in a moments notice. You've seen it, you're seeing it now. Flaccid... Erect..."
Kick Puncher: (grunts)
Honey: "flaccid... erect, not too hard, not too soft"
Kick Puncher: (long exhale)
Honey: "Although he seems relaxed, he's actually incredibly tense at all times"
Vinegar: "We need to get him on a team huh, how are we gonna do that, Bro?"
Honey: "Oh, I am glad you asked, Vic. I've got a plan."
Vinegar: "Ok, well what is it bro, I thought I was the brains?"
Honey: "Vic, you're dumb as shit, I on the other hand am a 5-star man"
Vinegar: "You've peaked years ago, bozo!"
Honey: "Peaked? Peaked, Vic? Let me tell you something, let me tell you all something. I haven't even begun to peak. And when I do peak you'll know -- because I'm going to peak so hard the entire league is going to feel it.. I have contained my rage for as long as possible but i shall unleash my fury upon you like the crashing of a thousand waves! Begone vile man begone from me! We're done here turn this goddamn microphone off"
Vinegar: "What up, Jabroni's are you ready to get blasted in the mouth!?"
Honey: "Hey hey, okay. Let's not scare them away now hahahaha. This is a positive thing we're doing here. Positive. Grab your mic, lets get this started."
Vinegar: "All of my instincts and training are telling me to use this as a weapon."
Honey: "OK, just put that down, let me do the talking. Ladies and gentleman of NSFL, allow us to introduce ourselves. I am Hugh Honey, and my associate here is..."
Vinegar: "Im Vic Vinegar and we're here to pull up our bootstraps, oil up a couple asses, and do a little plowing of our own. POW! ... Not gay sex. Now, Hugh, I have done an ocular assessment, an ocular pat-down if you will, and Ive deemed us safe. You see, I’ve always got an A, B and C strike plan to get us out of any potentially life-threatening situation."
Honey: "ehh ehh eh let's not do that haha lets not do that. What my friend here is trying to say is we have a client, a human client. And while he may look a little off to most, trust me when I say his nose was chiseled by the gods themselves. His body was sculpted to the proportions of Michelangelo's David. You people on the other hand-- well, you are all.."
Vinegar: "AND HIS HANDS ARE FEET!, his feet are his hands"
Honey: "Wha, what are you doing?"
Vinegar: "What do you mean, bro. Im telling these Jabroni's about our victim"
Honey: "Client! He is our client. Vic, I swear you would be more use to me if i skinned you and turned you into a lampshade - or fashioned you into a piece of high end luggage. I can even add you to my collection!..."
Vinegar: "..dude, are you saying you have a collection of skin luggage?"
Honey: "Of course not, Vic, don't be ridiculous. Think of the smell. You haven't thought of the smell, you bitch. Now, you say another word and i swear to god i will dice you into a million little pieces -- and put those pieces in a box... a glass box, that I will display on my mantle."
Vinegar: "..."
Honey: "Now, where was I. Oh, yes. Ladies and Gentleman of the NSFL, allow us to introduce our client, Kick Puncher. A man whose punches have the power of kicks!"
Vinegar: "Because his hands are feet! Listen up, we have a dream, and in that dream we're standing on top of.."
Honey: "I hate listening to people’s dreams. It’s like flipping through a stack of old photographs. If I’m not in any of ’em and nobody’s having sex, I just don’t care. We are here to alert the world that Kick Puncher has arrived, and it is too late to escape. His feet will come down on this league like the hammer of Thor. The thunder of his vengeance will echo through these corridors like the gusts from a thousand winds. He can do from flaccid to erect in a moments notice. You've seen it, you're seeing it now. Flaccid... Erect..."
Kick Puncher: (grunts)
Honey: "flaccid... erect, not too hard, not too soft"
Kick Puncher: (long exhale)
Honey: "Although he seems relaxed, he's actually incredibly tense at all times"
Vinegar: "We need to get him on a team huh, how are we gonna do that, Bro?"
Honey: "Oh, I am glad you asked, Vic. I've got a plan."
Vinegar: "Ok, well what is it bro, I thought I was the brains?"
Honey: "Vic, you're dumb as shit, I on the other hand am a 5-star man"
Vinegar: "You've peaked years ago, bozo!"
Honey: "Peaked? Peaked, Vic? Let me tell you something, let me tell you all something. I haven't even begun to peak. And when I do peak you'll know -- because I'm going to peak so hard the entire league is going to feel it.. I have contained my rage for as long as possible but i shall unleash my fury upon you like the crashing of a thousand waves! Begone vile man begone from me! We're done here turn this goddamn microphone off"
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