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| **The scene opens to find Rob Osbourne sitting on the couch watching the Disney hit 'Snow Dogs' with his son Rob Jr., his brother, Chris Osbourne, and .....another dude sitting in the shadows...dizamn, bet you thought I was fiddin to bring in somebody else....or am I?** |
| ROB JR: Hey dad, did you just see that? That skunk sprayed that guy right in the face and his mouth got skunk spray on it...that was gross!!!!! NRO: Yeah, now Robbie, look at the camera and tell them who that silly brown man getting sprayed in the face with liquid goo from a stinky skunk is... ROB JR: Uncle Chris!!!!!! DCO: Hey little man, watch it.... NRO: No Peanut, you were supposed to say Gabe Morrison dude... ROBJR: Hahaha...I just forgot dad....hey, I thought that Uncle Jack was with that other guy, you know, the homeless guy that dances all silly....ugh...I forgot his name already... DCO: Kind of like the rest of the world.... NRO: Hey, shut yer trap, yer retarded remember? DCO: Retired dumbass! NRO: Ain;'t that what I said? ROBJR: NO DAD!!! You called Uncle Chris betarded...Ms. Squiggle says you shouldn't make a fun of the betarded kids cause they might attack you, and just run their pee and poop in your hair!!! NRO: Ms. Squiggle did not say that did she? ROBJR: I was only trickin' you dad! Hey dad, all the other kids in my Kindergarden class want to know when you are gonna bring the title to our class for show and tell! NRO: Robbie, I don't have the title , Kyle Williams does. ROBJR: WHAT?! That's that guy what sounds like Austin Powers right? NRO: Yeah...(Rob and Chris giggle) that's the World Champion, Peanut... ROBJR: Well your just gonna beat him next week and win the title though, then you get to fight with Uncle Ricky.... MAN IN SHADOWS: Yeah...you sure will..... |
| **The screen fades out. Like a TV show, the scene comes back up and it is the next morning. Rob Osbourne is behind his desk in the Osbourne Inc. offices on his private floor of the West End highrise. He finishes up some final paperwork and grabs his suitcase near the door and his black ball cap and shades and heads out the door, onto the elevator and to the lobby. He notices AIW Reporter Michael Van Prostate approaching, as the photographer snaps this photo of Osbourne** |
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| MVP: Mr. Osbourne could you spare a few moments for an interview? NRO: Actually, now really isn't a good time. MVP: Oh, why is that Mr. Osbourne? NRO: Well not that it's any of your fucking business you snivelling little fuckface, but I happen to have a plane to get to, in case you didn't know I have an 'Anything Goes' match with a sick madman in two days, so I would appreciate it if you would let me keep my focus here. This isn't somebody as mentally challenged as Shane Hillard, this is the first ever AIW World Champion, Gabe Morrison |
| And for those of you that live under a freaking rock somewhere you should know that I'm not really all that concerned with the outcome of this match, if it even makes it that far, with Gabe. He whined to the bosslady, she gave him what he wanted. Now he gets what else he wants, the Nitemare slamming up against him knocking him loopy, but there will be no foreplay, no sweet nothings in your ear Gabe, just a good old fashioned Rob Osbourne style, WHAM...BAM...CAN I HAVE SOME MORE HAM SAM I AM?!?!??! THANK YOU MA'AM!!! As for those little glitter bugs that call themselves legend killers...that is all you little boys will ever be, simple roadkill, bugs splattered on the windshield of fame, and who's behind the wheel of the death machine? Me. That's who. Now get out of my face, I have to go order my customized AIW World championship for when I dance with Kyle again. God it will be god beating for a second World title.... |
| **The screen fades out as Osbourne walks off out the front door and gets in his limo. Fade to black** |
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