Post by Chey-Chey on Apr 3, 2009 23:43:47 GMT -5
Summery: RVD and Wolf get high and Randy is now a place to sit.
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“You're gonna do it, huh?”
“Oh yeah.”
Laughter.
“Oh my god.”
“Shh! He's coming.”
“You're a pervert.”
“So?”
More laughing.
“Okay! Shut up!”
“Don't tell me what to do!”
The sound of someone being slapped.
“Okay! I'm gonna do it!” The girl walked behind the door, giggling quietly as she smoked more of her joint. The other person, a man who was a bit taller then her, laughed silently next to the doorway.
An unsuspecting Randy Orton strolled down the hall, eyes narrowed and face in a scowl because that was the only thing he knew besides a smirk. However, as his foot crossed the line of a door way something made freak the hell out.
WACK.
The woman and man busted out in laughter, nearly dropping their joints.
“Oh my god!”
The door opened slowly and one angry Orton peered at them. There was something imprinted on his forehead. It said “Lounge.” The girl snorted.
“Hi Mr. Lounge!”
“Wolf!”
“Randy Lounge! May I sit on your comfortable chair!”
“RVD!” The two giggled and snorted no matter how much Randy yelled. He finally gave up, leaving so he could give a desperate attempt to make the “Lounge” imprinted on his forehead go away.
“I have the munchies.”
“I have the hornies.”
“The what?”
“It's when your brain sends these little bugs called hornies to your vangina and you get all weird and you're like 'Woah. I want sex.'”
“...You have a vagina?”
“...I think I do.” The woman scuffed, undoing his belt and shoving down his pants and boxers.
“See! You have a stick!”
“Oh! Cool! And it's pointing up!”
“Cool!”
“Maybe it points to treasure!”
“There's treasure on the roof?”
“Let's go see!” So RVD discarded his pants and they ran up a flight of steps and past some people, all the while RVD was butt naked.
“The wind feels good on it!”
“...I want to feel good!” So Wolf discarded her pants and panties, running around.
“Does it feel good?”
“Totally! The breeze is wonderful!” So they ran around on the roof of The Colorado Pepsi Center, naked, and commenting on how good it felt to have the breeze on their crotch.
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“You're gonna do it, huh?”
“Oh yeah.”
Laughter.
“Oh my god.”
“Shh! He's coming.”
“You're a pervert.”
“So?”
More laughing.
“Okay! Shut up!”
“Don't tell me what to do!”
The sound of someone being slapped.
“Okay! I'm gonna do it!” The girl walked behind the door, giggling quietly as she smoked more of her joint. The other person, a man who was a bit taller then her, laughed silently next to the doorway.
An unsuspecting Randy Orton strolled down the hall, eyes narrowed and face in a scowl because that was the only thing he knew besides a smirk. However, as his foot crossed the line of a door way something made freak the hell out.
WACK.
The woman and man busted out in laughter, nearly dropping their joints.
“Oh my god!”
The door opened slowly and one angry Orton peered at them. There was something imprinted on his forehead. It said “Lounge.” The girl snorted.
“Hi Mr. Lounge!”
“Wolf!”
“Randy Lounge! May I sit on your comfortable chair!”
“RVD!” The two giggled and snorted no matter how much Randy yelled. He finally gave up, leaving so he could give a desperate attempt to make the “Lounge” imprinted on his forehead go away.
“I have the munchies.”
“I have the hornies.”
“The what?”
“It's when your brain sends these little bugs called hornies to your vangina and you get all weird and you're like 'Woah. I want sex.'”
“...You have a vagina?”
“...I think I do.” The woman scuffed, undoing his belt and shoving down his pants and boxers.
“See! You have a stick!”
“Oh! Cool! And it's pointing up!”
“Cool!”
“Maybe it points to treasure!”
“There's treasure on the roof?”
“Let's go see!” So RVD discarded his pants and they ran up a flight of steps and past some people, all the while RVD was butt naked.
“The wind feels good on it!”
“...I want to feel good!” So Wolf discarded her pants and panties, running around.
“Does it feel good?”
“Totally! The breeze is wonderful!” So they ran around on the roof of The Colorado Pepsi Center, naked, and commenting on how good it felt to have the breeze on their crotch.
