Promo: Shit still hasnt change

[Guest Perfect_Bo]

Two nights after they moved in, Bo just have three more days before he goes on the road with his new company, everything seems perfect, happy family, great house, Bo even got a dog that he called perfect butch. Things just seem grand, but at the evening that’s when things get a bit twisted. The day he finally got his things packed up, he witnessed a few people staring at him with disgust, a look of repugnance ran through their faces, but Bo was use to it, maybe they saw him on T.V. being a bad guy… But things just got a bit twisted after that, that night he couldn’t sleep, I mean, he’s home sick and this is a new home so he has to get use to it. He goes to the living room and looked outside the window, it’s about 2:00 in the morning and he sees three guys, all white with baldhead staring at his house. One of them pointed and Bo just stood there, wondering what they were talking about. All of a sudden those three guys was accompany by three other guys, as they stand side-by-side, all looking at the house and simultaneously they screamed:

 

“WHITE AMERICA!”

 

Bo closed the curtain and went to the couch and turned on his T.V. to watch some movies…

 

The next night things got a bit freaky and Bo didn’t like it at all… Around 4:00 in the afternoon, Lwanda and Bo were decorating the room for Alex while he slept; all of a sudden a sound of broken glass rang down in the first floor. Bo jumped up as he went towards his bedroom, opened the closet, grabbed his sawed off shotgun, open the gun, put 2 bullets in there, closed the gun, clocked it back and went down the stares. In the living room was a thrown rocked, wrapped around it was a piece of paper with something written on it. The ink was red, bloody red. Bo grabbed the paper, opened it up and it read: “Leave niggers, leave.” Lwanda saw the paper and she began to weep and she said:

 

“Why is there so much racism, can we all just get along?”

 

An hour didn’t pass as Bo got Lwanda and Alex in his hummer as he drove towards the nearest police department. He gets there and parked his hummer in the parking lot; he grabbed his kid and put it by his shoulder as he stormed, with his wife, into the police department. All eyes were on this massive man as he can easily be a football and basketball player.

 

“Who’s the captain?”

 

A blond headed man with green eyes walked towards his with his hand gripped to the bud of this 9-millimeter as he calmly said:

 

“Who wants to know?”

 

Bo looks down at this puny man and didn’t even want to laugh because that’s how upset he is. Then he reaches back and that’s when a few more officers reached for their respective pistols. He took out the rock, let it dropped but still had a hold on the paper as he said:

 

“A person who’s being threaten.”

 

The young man grabbed the paper, opened it up and read what was written, he looked up and said:

 

“Follow me sir.”

 

They followed the man to the back of the room and all eyes are still at Bo, he’s use to it but Lwanda’s not as she grips his arm tighter. They reached towards the door and that’s when the young cop knocked.

 

[Knock, Knock]

 

“Yeah.”

 

A voice from behind the door bellowed.

 

“Captain, some people are here to see you.”

 

“Is it important?”

 

“I reckon it is.”

 

“Alright, send them in.”

 

“Ok…”

 

The officer looked up and said:

 

“Go right in sir.”

 

“Thank you…”

 

“No problem…”

 

Bo opened the door and he sees a white man, gray beard, around his late fifties, dark brown hair, but in the middle is a bald spot… He’s a bit over weight as his belly bulges out of his uniform. The man looked up and said:

 

“Please sit down.”

 

Bo and Lwanda both took their seats in front of the captain as Alex sits lay on top of Bo’s shoulder, scared to death as he clutches around Bo’s neck.

 

“What can I do for you?”

 

Bo grabs the paper and puts it on the table in front of the captain; the captain took it, opens it up and reads it. He then looks up at Bo as Bo said:

 

“Something, do something…”

 

“When did you get this?”

 

“About an hour ago… We just moved here three days ago and right now I’m not feeling this place.”

 

“Have you encountered any other weird activities?”

 

“Last night, around 2 in the morning, I couldn’t sleep so I was by my living room… I looked out the window and I saw three man talking and pointing towards my house, then three other man joined them as they lined up side by side and screamed white America.”

 

Lwanda looks at Bo with nervousness as she said:

 

“You never told me about that.”

 

Bo turns towards Lwanda and said:

 

“I didn’t want you to worry.”

 

Bo then turns back towards the captain and said:

 

“What are you going to do?”

 

“Do you have any suspects?”

 

“Our fuckin neighbors… Ever since I moved here they’ve been looking at me with disgust… At first I thought it was because I was on T.V., being a bad guy as a wrestler, but ever since that white America scream and that paper, I know it’s more than that… This is my wife and this is my son, I want no harm down towards them, but believe me when I say this, if I have to kill one of them bastards to protect my child, so behold, I will not hesitate for a second to do so.”

 

“Hopefully it doesn’t go that extreme.”

 

“I hope not… Captain, what is your name?”

 

“Harris, Captain Harris…”

 

“Captain Harris, do you have kids?”

 

“Yes, two… a 22 year old and a 14 year old…”

 

“Would you want something to happen to your kids Mr. Harris?”

 

“Of course not.”

 

“Would you protect them with your life and take another life if it comes down to it?”

 

“Yes, I would.”

 

“Now you see and feel the desperation in my eyes… In a matter of fact…”

 

Bo looks directly at the captain’s eyes, noticing Lwanda staring at him as well as he said:

 

“Pretend my family is white.”

 

Silence fills the room as the officers outside are trying to listen to their conversation. The Captain and Bo are still looking at each other, playing mental chess.

 

“There’s no need Mr…”

 

“Brown, Chucky Brown.”

 

“Ok Mr. Brown… I’m going to give you my card, and if anything like this happen again please give me a call and things will be settled quickly, ok?”

 

“I got no other alternative huh? So I guess that will have to do.”

 

The captain shrugs and handed the card to Bo. Bo grabs it and puts it in his pants pocket and got up. Bo extend his arm for a handshake but Harris didn’t “see it” as he got up and moved to the side to show Brown out. Bo just put his arm down and stared at Harris as he held the door open for him. Harris look again into his eyes and Bo nods as he walked back through the station and left it. Bo and Lwanda with the baby goes down the two step steps and reached to their car, Lwanda looks at Bo and she said:

 

“I don’t trust him.”

 

Bo grabs his keys, puts it in the ignition and turns it on and said:

 

“He’s with them.”

 

Back in the station, by the window the captain stares at Bo as he drives off, once he saw that Bo has escaped vision he softly muttered:

 

“Fuckin niggers.”

 

End

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Bo looks directly at the captain’s eyes, noticing Lwanda staring at him as well as he said:

 

“Pretend my family is white.”

 

Wow.

 

I don't care if it doesn't have much to do with wrestling. That was...rough. A really good piece, Bo.