Guest HVilleThugg Report post Posted December 27, 2002 “Yo, what is this crap?” “Huh?” HVT sits on a plush leather sofa in what must be the living room of his home, located in the area of Georgetown in DC. Holiday break is in effect, and Thugg sits comfortably as he enjoys some coffee flavored beverage as he chats it up on the phone. (Phone) – Yo, you done gone and went soft on me… (HVT) – Yo, what the fuck are you talking about? (Phone) – This match cuz…this is horrible. (HVT) – You know how it is man…I’m just rusty, ya know? (Phone) – Rusty? Rusty? That’s your excuse…Ooooo! Kamikaze!?! Even I saw that coming, and I’ve never set foot in the ring. (HVT) – Gimme a break yo! I been out for like 6 months yo…I gotta get back into the flow and shit. (Phone) – All I’m sayin is, the Thugg I know would never have let Baya-whatever get over like this yo… (HVT) – YO! Why you hatin’ on a nigga? I won the fuckin’ match, that’s all that matters. Hey, that PPV was like a week ago yo, how you watchin it? What channel is it on? (Phone) – Uhhhhh…one of them PPV channels…I don’t know. I guess since Christmas is over, they ain’t got nuttin’ to show…But yo, back to the point…you look real soft in this joint man. (HVT) – Whatever yo…I’m getting my contract man, and I’m gonna be pizzaid! Thinking of putting another level on the crib yo… (Phone) – Oh, for real? Yeah? You gonna do that cuz…WHAT THE FUCK?!? Since when do you give a fuck about another level on your house, and how much money you gonna make? What the hell has gotten into you? (HVT) – Yo, you really startin’ to blow me man. I’m just tryin’ to handle my bidness…get paid and shit. (Phone) – Yo, this is wack. I’m watchin’ this garbage, and all I see is a scared lil’ bitch dancing around that ring. What happened to the madman that used to just wreck everybody yo? (HVT) – What are you talkin’ about? I’m still the same guy, in and out of the ring. (Phone) – No you’re not…you’re walkin’ scared in there…look…Oh…and look, there’s King punking you out again. (HVT) – Yeah, well that bitch got his when Mags came down… (Phone) – MAGS?!? EL LUCHADORE MAGNIFICO?? GODDAMMIT DAMIEN! Since when do you need that little pipsqueak fightin’ your battles for you? Are yall BUTT buddies now? (HVT) – Me and Mags are chill…you know, mutual respect and shit. (Phone) – Wait a minute…lemme get this straight. You and Magnifico…the man with whom you had some of your most brutal battles and the man that now holds YOUR title…are friends?? Allies?? What gives? (HVT) – Nuttin yo…It’s just…you know, it’s like… (Phone) – Yeah, just as I thought…you’re a pussy yo. You broke your neck, and now you’re a pussy. Simple as that… (HVT) – THEY!! THEY BROKE MY NECK!! I DIDN’T BREAK SHIT…THOSE FAGOT ASS MUTHA FUCKAS BROKE MY NECK, AND DON’T YOU FORGET THAT SHIT! (Phone) – {whiny voice} Oh, they broke my neck…Ouch, it hurts so bad…so now I’m a scared little bitch who needs his mommy and his bottle! {end whiny voice} CUT THE FUCKING SHIT! Do you even remember why you went back? (HVT) – Of course I do yo… (Phone) – And? (HVT) – And what? That shit takes time… (Phone) – Oh? And what have you done to take care of the situation, other than whine and bitch about it for the last month? (HVT) – Yo man…he ain’t been around…I’m gonna take care of it. Stubby’s gonna give me my contract on Smarkdown on the 8th, and then I can make more moves. (Phone) – Why the fuck are you waiting? The HVT I know would have been at Stubby’s house and gotten that contract by now…or beat it out of him the first day you got back. (HVT) – Whatever man…I’m gonna take care of it…I have to…or I’ll never…uhhh…nevermind. (Phone) – You know what man…I don’t even know you anymore yo. Call me back when the Hville Thugg shows up… ::click:: HVT looks hard at his phone and then with a heave, smashes it against a nearby wall. He then reaches onto the coffee table and grabs his mocha drink…takes a sip, and then puts his feet on an ottoman for a little Holiday relaxation… Meanwhile… The room is illuminated only by the television, on which is displayed the tail end of the HVT/Bayawolf match. A voice…that voice…it speaks as if it knows all… “Well done Damien…well done. The contract is yours, but that very contract will also serve as your death sentence.” To Be Continued… Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Ash Ketchum Report post Posted December 27, 2002 YAY!!!! THUGG IS IN DA HOUSE!!!! WOO-HOO!!! Excellent promo, BTW. More comments later, as I'm working on my next promo, too Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Longdogger_Pete Report post Posted December 28, 2002 <<(HVT) – Yo, you really startin’ to blow me man. I’m just tryin’ to handle my bidness…get paid and shit.>> Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, anyone else who tries to "handle bidness" around here is going to have me to answer to! Got it? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
