Post by Jimmy Kort on Nov 26, 2014 0:06:41 GMT
Jimmy Kort:
You think I wanna be here?
Coleslaw Jenkins:
YOU think I do.
Jimmy Kort:
Of course not.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I gotta fly home for Thanksgivin' tomorrow. Busiest travel day a' the year. You know what dat shit is gonna be like? Or ain't you ever flown before.
Jimmy Kort:
You know I've flown.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I know you've flown a' course. I've been on flights wiff you, idiot. I'm just sayin' this is inconvient as a mutherfucker for the ol' Slaw Side Order.
[These two have been going on like this since Coleslaw Jenkins arrived at the Cripple Creek Ranch. Back and forth, back and forth. Both men have holiday plans so they need to get all their time in early in the week. Slaw is staying through tomorrow afternoon. It's not that far down to Georgia for Thanksgiving with the extended family but it's an added headache.]
[They sit at a table in Cripple Creek Ranch. Some food between the two of them, looks like some BBQ chicken, a few sides. Slaw is dressed in Air Jordan sweatpants, Patriots Air Force Ones, and a baggy tee. Jimmy wears a flannel shirt, jeans, and his boots. A low battery warning flashes in the upper right hand corner.]
Look let's just get this shit done n' bet on with it.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Dat's what I been tryin' t' say, but the company wants me t' go through this whole trainin' bullshit wiff you. N' get des camera guys to record it. Play it out real nice, get da heat off they backs.
Jimmy Kort:
N' they sent YOU. Did they realize the irony?
Colelslaw Jenkins:
Believe me, Jay Kay, it ain't lost on me. But dem dollars still spend, n' dat money it's green. That's Slaw's favorite color.
[Kort scoffs at the off handed reference to the recreational habits of Will Haynes and Coleslaw Jenkins. He shakes his head and itches his beard. He's not sold on Metro:PRO if the truth is told and this latest hitch in the giddy up isn't winning him over.]
Jimmy Kort:
I don't even know what I dun wrong.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Neither do I, neither do I. But I know is dat in order for you t' get your next pay check, at dat next show you gotta get through this workbook trainin' with yours truly.
[The book on the table reads, "Tolerance in the Work Place:First Edition." Makes you wonder what edition they're on now.]
Jimmy Kort:
I don't got time for this, Slaw. I really don't. I'm just comin' off a loss that hurts if I'm bein' honest.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I missed dat show. What happened?
Jimmy Kort:
I had the match won, but this fuckin' Russian Bitch tapped out.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Yeah man, more than one cat in the ring ain't right. Thrill hates dat shit too.
Jimmy Kort:
But now I've got another shot at a title n' I can't lose. Gotta show everyone that I'm worth a damn, ya feel me?
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Provin' yourself in da new company. I hear ya boy.
Jimmy Kort:
I gotta beat Nightshade man, gotta.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Dat another chick?
[Kort nods his head.]
Coleslaw Jenkins:
What in da hell is up with that?
[Kort shrugs.]
Jimmy Kort:
Hey if she wants to walk around with a barberd wire bat, it's only fair play right? Who's t' say I can't use that thing? Any means necessary, right?
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Take what ya can, hombre, give nothing back. But in order to get t' dat, ya gotta go through this right here.
[Slaw double taps the book sitting on the table.]
Jimmy Kort:
This ain't gonna be pretty.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Believe you me, we could both have a hard time findin' work after dis video hits the web. They assured me this camera battery would last throughout da session n' all.
[Slaw anxiously plays with the camera, adjusting it. He doesn't know it but the low battery light has been flashing for quite some time now in the upper corner of the screen.]
Jimmy Kort:
Alright, let's get this over with.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Okay, hombre. Da first page a this here workbook. Today we gonna be talkin' about tolerance in da workplace. All da workers should feel safe n' comfortable workin' at der workplace. We all know how hard jobs can be t' find in this economy.
[Slaw smiles shakes his head, takes a sip of his sweet tea and unleashes a classic line.]
Coleslaw Jenkins:
HEAAAAAARD DAT.
[And with that the camera's battery is dead.]
You think I wanna be here?
Coleslaw Jenkins:
YOU think I do.
Jimmy Kort:
Of course not.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I gotta fly home for Thanksgivin' tomorrow. Busiest travel day a' the year. You know what dat shit is gonna be like? Or ain't you ever flown before.
Jimmy Kort:
You know I've flown.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I know you've flown a' course. I've been on flights wiff you, idiot. I'm just sayin' this is inconvient as a mutherfucker for the ol' Slaw Side Order.
[These two have been going on like this since Coleslaw Jenkins arrived at the Cripple Creek Ranch. Back and forth, back and forth. Both men have holiday plans so they need to get all their time in early in the week. Slaw is staying through tomorrow afternoon. It's not that far down to Georgia for Thanksgiving with the extended family but it's an added headache.]
[They sit at a table in Cripple Creek Ranch. Some food between the two of them, looks like some BBQ chicken, a few sides. Slaw is dressed in Air Jordan sweatpants, Patriots Air Force Ones, and a baggy tee. Jimmy wears a flannel shirt, jeans, and his boots. A low battery warning flashes in the upper right hand corner.]
Look let's just get this shit done n' bet on with it.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Dat's what I been tryin' t' say, but the company wants me t' go through this whole trainin' bullshit wiff you. N' get des camera guys to record it. Play it out real nice, get da heat off they backs.
Jimmy Kort:
N' they sent YOU. Did they realize the irony?
Colelslaw Jenkins:
Believe me, Jay Kay, it ain't lost on me. But dem dollars still spend, n' dat money it's green. That's Slaw's favorite color.
[Kort scoffs at the off handed reference to the recreational habits of Will Haynes and Coleslaw Jenkins. He shakes his head and itches his beard. He's not sold on Metro:PRO if the truth is told and this latest hitch in the giddy up isn't winning him over.]
Jimmy Kort:
I don't even know what I dun wrong.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Neither do I, neither do I. But I know is dat in order for you t' get your next pay check, at dat next show you gotta get through this workbook trainin' with yours truly.
[The book on the table reads, "Tolerance in the Work Place:First Edition." Makes you wonder what edition they're on now.]
Jimmy Kort:
I don't got time for this, Slaw. I really don't. I'm just comin' off a loss that hurts if I'm bein' honest.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
I missed dat show. What happened?
Jimmy Kort:
I had the match won, but this fuckin' Russian Bitch tapped out.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Yeah man, more than one cat in the ring ain't right. Thrill hates dat shit too.
Jimmy Kort:
But now I've got another shot at a title n' I can't lose. Gotta show everyone that I'm worth a damn, ya feel me?
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Provin' yourself in da new company. I hear ya boy.
Jimmy Kort:
I gotta beat Nightshade man, gotta.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Dat another chick?
[Kort nods his head.]
Coleslaw Jenkins:
What in da hell is up with that?
[Kort shrugs.]
Jimmy Kort:
Hey if she wants to walk around with a barberd wire bat, it's only fair play right? Who's t' say I can't use that thing? Any means necessary, right?
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Take what ya can, hombre, give nothing back. But in order to get t' dat, ya gotta go through this right here.
[Slaw double taps the book sitting on the table.]
Jimmy Kort:
This ain't gonna be pretty.
Colelsaw Jenkins:
Believe you me, we could both have a hard time findin' work after dis video hits the web. They assured me this camera battery would last throughout da session n' all.
[Slaw anxiously plays with the camera, adjusting it. He doesn't know it but the low battery light has been flashing for quite some time now in the upper corner of the screen.]
Jimmy Kort:
Alright, let's get this over with.
Coleslaw Jenkins:
Okay, hombre. Da first page a this here workbook. Today we gonna be talkin' about tolerance in da workplace. All da workers should feel safe n' comfortable workin' at der workplace. We all know how hard jobs can be t' find in this economy.
[Slaw smiles shakes his head, takes a sip of his sweet tea and unleashes a classic line.]
Coleslaw Jenkins:
HEAAAAAARD DAT.
[And with that the camera's battery is dead.]
