Post by pugh10 on Mar 29, 2013 18:49:28 GMT -6
Pugh: What the hell is this shit?
Pugh is laying in his giant bed flipping channels and seems to be getting more and more annoyed with each click of the remote.
Pugh: NO.......NO......NO......NO.....NO........NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Pugh now slings the remote across the room and sends it smashing into the wall into many pieces and into the floor in a crumpled mess.
Pugh: I HATE FUCKING NASCAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pugh now hears his phone go off on the bed side table as he is trying to keep from raging and breaking everything in the room. Pugh moves over to the table and grabs his phone and gets an even worse look on his face.
Pugh: You fucking whore.........oh you are going to fucking get it now!!!!
Pugh had gotten a free show of Valora in the shower but thanks to the text he just got from Valora it seems that it has cost him the right to watch anything but Nascar on his TV. Was it worth it? Maybe, but was he just going to sit back and let her get the last word on him? Not a damn chance puta!!!
Pugh: Alright Val you want to play this game? You want to go toe to toe with the prank wars master? You think I am just going to sit back and just get a good look at your ass out of it? Oh and you better believe that I got a good look at it and it wasn't just your sexy little ass that I got a look at and bravo at the upkeep because that was one sexy little toti you had there. I thought all Mexican's sported a giant wookie bush, go figure huh?
Pugh now grabs his phone and looks at the message one more time as he begins to grit his teeth.
Pugh: Were damn sure gonna bleed bitch and the fucked up part is I am pretty sure we are both gonna like it, actually I would be willing to guarantee we are both gonna like it. You better be glad your fucking hawt or I wouldn't even wait for Ignite and I would just cave your face in right here in the hotel....
Pugh clutches the phone and then in a fit of rage slings it into the wall right beside where the remote hit and the phone too shatters into pieces as well.
Pugh: Fuck it I will get a new phone, stupid bitch, chinga tu madre damn it
Pugh now throws his shirt on and storms out of the door and down to the bottom floor and right up to the check in desk where he just stood with out making and single sound or movement.
Clerk: Can I help you Mr. Pugh?
Pugh still doesn't move or make a sound, just stares at the guy.
Clerk: I hope you are enjoying your Nascar sir, your girl friend told me what you wanted and it was my pleasure to oblige.
Pugh curls his lip and then unleashes a Hulk like punch right to the guy's face and sends him falling right out of his chair. Pugh then turns around and starts away from the desk as he mumbles over his shoulder.
Pugh: Fucking fix my god damn cable you cock sucker.........AND I HATE FUCKING NASCAR!!!!!!!!
As Pugh stalks away the clerk is left holding his face and a shocked look on his face.
Clerk: What kind of southerner doesn't like Nascar? And why would that pretty girl lie to me? The world is upside down or some shit.
Pugh slams the door behind him and is heading back for his room when he bumps into Inkt and almost runs him over as he is not paying attention. Pugh takes a second before he double takes and looks at Inkt again who has a goofy ass grin on his face.
Pugh: Dude what the fuck are you wearing?
Inkt: You don't dig the janitor look? I heard you like hanging out in janitor's closest's these days?
Pugh: Who the fuck told you that?
Inkt: Turns out Kief was totally spying on your fat ass with my cam when you came out with your pants around your ankles, what the fuck was that about anyway?
Pugh: Stop changing the subject, what the fuck are you wearing and why the hell do you have that goofy ass grin on your face?
Inkt: I just totally spidermaned Johnny right in his smurfing face!!!! It was totally cray...you should have been there cause that shit was fucking priceless!!!
Pugh: Do I even want to know what the fuck your talking about?
Inkt: Probably not, but it was awesome as hell and that fucker deserved it so fucking high five me fatty
Pugh: Why?
Inkt: Just do it god damn it
Pugh: Your such a child
Pugh reluctantly raises his hand in the air and Inkt ferociously high fives it with all the energy and power he can possibly muster.
Pugh: DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?
Pugh immediately looks at his hand in disgust and then looks to Inkt's hand and notices it is a little off colored.
Pugh: Please tell me you did not just high five me with fucking spunk all over your god damn hand?
Inkt: Could have been worse, Johnny got it in his face......SCORE BITCH!!!!!
Pugh: That is fucking disgusting you sick little bastard, first I have to deal with that crazy bitch rigging my TV to just play Nascar and now I have a fucking second hand jizz hand. This is by far a night to forget.
Inkt: Valora fucked your TV up?
Pugh: Dude don't even fucking ask, I just want to go to fucking sleep
Inkt: Fuck that dude, bitch fucks with the Sexy Bitchz you got to get your mother fucking pay back son
Pugh: Why are you talking like your fucking gangsta? You a god damn ginger and you know it white boy, stop trying to be like Kenath Isreal.
Inkt: Shit son you know I gots to pops them tags and keep my shit excrah clean son
Pugh: I am fucking done with this I cant take you thinking your Chris Styles or some shit
Inkt: Nah dude seriously bro, we gotta get that bitch back, stop actin like a bitch
Pugh: Did your ebonics tape finally show up or you just been watching old reruns of Yo MTV raps again?
Inkt: Little a both, its working out pretty good though right?
Pugh: No its really not dude
Inkt: Fine, but we do got to get her back, you know which room is hers?
Pugh: Yep, that's why I was in the janitors closet because I got a sneak peak of that sweet snatch in the shower
Inkt: No shit dude? Why I always gotta get left out of the good stuff? Somehow I am only around when cock is out in the open and never get a good view of the box, that's some pure hateration right there
Pugh: God damn you need to stop that shit before I cock slap you like we did to Shane Sparx back in the day.
Inkt: You know what? I might let you, never been cock slapped by a hall of famer before, might look good on the resume.
Pugh: So what's your plan bitch?
Inkt: You up for a little good bye horses?
Pugh: Dude she would murder us if we did that
Inkt: Oh but it gets better, what if we mix the good bye horses with a little full on GOAT action? Tell me that isn't a sexy ass mash up?
Pugh: I'm old as hell and I cant run from bitches like I used to when we did this stupid shit and I don't want to die tonight.
Inkt: Where in the fuck are your fucking bawlz? I just spunk slapped Johnny Stylez and you are afraid to flash your meat at a hot piece of ass like Valora? And here I thought you were the Insane Icon, guess you have been downgraded to bitch beard. What a shame, I bet Kief would do it, fucking pussy.
Pugh: Fuck you mother fucker that shit aint cool and how you just gonna try to pull my damn card like that after all the shit we been through?
Inkt: I don't know dude I just call it like I see it and it seems to me like you should be starting your period any time now. Make sure you got plenty of pads or are you a tampon kinda girl?
Pugh: Fuck you you raging homo lets fucking do this shit right the fuck now!!!!!!
Pugh and Inkt walk out of frame as the camera goes around the corner and is resting on Valora's door. You cant see Pugh or Inkt but you can hear them in the background as the camera focuses on the door.
Pugh: You go knock
Inkt: Fuck you fatty, you go knock
Pugh: Pussy
Inkt: Don't call me a pussy, pussy just fucking knock already
Pugh: Dude it is hard enough for me to even get in this pose these days I cant go knock and then come back to this before she answers, so you fucking knock
Inkt: Fuck it dude I got an idea
a few seconds later we hear Inkt again.
Inkt: Just throw this at the door....or is your aim all pussied out too you little bitch?
Pugh: Fuck you, just get ready
We now see a rock nail the door and Inkt starts laughing uncontrollably and we see the door knob jiggle before the door opens and it is Valora standing in the door way with a not so amused look on her face and wearing a silk nightie. It only takes a few seconds before we hear Pugh start to sing.
Pugh: GOOD......BYE.......HORSES........
It is now that the camera swings around from Valora to the deranged duo and we see Pugh and Inkt are both completely naked. Pugh is standing with his feet crossed and his penis tucked between his legs and his arms out wide. Inkt has his back to Valora and is bent over with his penis stuck between his legs giving Valora a perfect GOAT and brown eye combo. Pugh continues to sing and dance around as Inkt is almost falling over laughing at what he has instigated. The camera now turns back to Valora who is still clearly un amused.
Valora: Fuck this shit, I'm getting my lead pipe!
Valora slams the door as she goes back in for her weapon of choice. This prompts a oh shit look on the face of both Inkt and Pugh.
Pugh: Bail?
Inkt: FUCKING RIGHT BAIL
Pugh: Why do I let you get me into this shit?
Inkt: Cause you love this shit just as much as I do and she may not admit it but Val totally loved the show, we are Sexy Bitchz after all.
Pugh: Damn right!!
Pugh and Inkt high five again and yet again Inkt gives up the spunk hand.
Pugh: Fucking weak dude, seriously that shit is not cool
They hesitate for just another moment before they hear the door about to open again and decide its now or never and book it through the parking lot.
Valora: That's right you fucking gringos better fucking run, how the hell are two guys that big so small?