Post by hardcore harry on Apr 20, 2009 22:55:28 GMT -5
Hardcore Harry is walking around backstage with Olga, his sledge hammer, resting on his shoulder. He has a cigarette in his mouth and is smoking it and is holding a beer in his other hand. He drinks down the beer in one swig and then crushes the can against his forehead.
"I can remember when that used to hurt. I wonder if this numb feeling in my body is a medical emergency or just my toughness. I could care less as long as it pays the bills."
Harry throws the crushed can on the floor and then walks over to the GM office but Draven is not inside. So he walks over to Dravens desk and puts his cigarette out in the middle. He notices Dravens computer is turned on and he grabs Olga.
"I never liked these damn things anyways."
harry smashes the computer with Olga and sends it flying across the room. He picks up a post it note and writes a message to Draven challenging him to a backstage battle for Judgement.
"Maybe he will pick up on my subtle hints."
Harry leaves the office.
"I can remember when that used to hurt. I wonder if this numb feeling in my body is a medical emergency or just my toughness. I could care less as long as it pays the bills."
Harry throws the crushed can on the floor and then walks over to the GM office but Draven is not inside. So he walks over to Dravens desk and puts his cigarette out in the middle. He notices Dravens computer is turned on and he grabs Olga.
"I never liked these damn things anyways."
harry smashes the computer with Olga and sends it flying across the room. He picks up a post it note and writes a message to Draven challenging him to a backstage battle for Judgement.
"Maybe he will pick up on my subtle hints."
Harry leaves the office.
