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Post by kenzo on Nov 8, 2008 8:51:57 GMT -4
//The camera’s starts recording what seems to be an exclusive interview with Don Tomate.
Monica Tweed: Hello fans, we’re here today with our infamous chef Don Tomate, also known as The Nippon Sauce, who’s recently been award with the management of the eXcess’s favourite steakhouse after an audacious victory on our federation’s debut. Don, you’ve been a little under the radar lately, there were few words from your mouth after the first match. Not even the match with Haqim served as an excuse to gloat arrogantly as you have got us used to. What’s going on?
//Don puts on his best looks of businessman and promptly replies.
Don: Well, the question is a little more personal than I had anticipated. You see, I’m a capitalist right now. The Nippon Sauce’s Steakhouse has its claws on me and I for once had my hands full for a while. A full load of plans for the place are being cooked up as we speak and some surprises are to be expected.
Monica: I see you got yourself a tough job. Can you unveil just for me a tiny tip of this iceberg of revelations?
Don: Monica, I’ll just say we’ll be on national television with a brand new commercial soon enough. And this is a promise.
Monica: And what great news this is! It’ll not only make the steakhouse a hot topic among the population, but it’ll also help advertise our local federation. How much time should we wait until this can be aired?
//Looking a little concerned, Don glances at the camera and then glares intensively at Monica.
Don: We, I mean me and my family, had to move in order to have a shot in the pro-wrestling business. To tell the truth, I haven’t been the perfect husband or dad and I must correct some wrong doings. The steakhouse is important, but not as important as my family.
Monica: I see beneath the muscles and the demonic looks, this wrestler has a heart. A touching, yet shocking surprise that befalls on us. This was Monica Tweed, hope to see you soon Don and the best of lucks on the beef business, I'm wishing you don't have another Titanic on your hands. To all our fans… Keep on watching us.
//The camera’s still filming and as Monica’s walking away, Don shouts.
Don: So Monica, I still haven’t got your number!
Monica: You’re a married man, Don. Just keep your cucumber in your pants.
Don: Jeeez, you didn’t say that last time we…
//Monica violently slaps Don and flees from the scene.
Don: She must have some Latin blood in that hot body!
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