"Paper Thin" -Dawkins

Paper Thin

Posted by Taylor Dawkins <mailto:cerealbriskduke@msn.com> on 7/23/2001, 5:21 pm

Sunday had come and gone, with nothing spectacular happening. But that was okay. Dawk was still beaming with joy over Saturday night's proceedings. Jake, as he had for the last few nights now, had come over, making sure that Dawk wasn't gonna flip out and hurt himself. But for now, they were simply sitting out back, enjoying life

Oh man, the look on Levi's face when he finally got the urn back... I just KNEW that when I regained possession of it, he'd frickin die a million times over. He looked like he'd found a fifty dollar bill in the street or something. He'd finally found his peace. And in an instant, BAM! Gone. All frickin gone. And you know, the best part here, is that all he had to do was call me, or apologize, and NONE of this would've happened. But he drove me to it, you know? He drove me to it

His eyes had been closed; leaning back while drinking a beer can cause the sun to blind ya, you know. However, Dawk's words caused him to open his left eye, and even raise a brow

You're sick, man. You do know that, right? Sicker than all hell

Hey, you can think whatever you want, but it's the truth. It ain't like I woke up one day and said, Hey, you know, I think I'll frickin break into Tommy's apartment and steal his MOTHER. It just, sorta happened, and well, it's HIS fault. But hey, he'll get his chance to redeem himself soon. I believe it's August fourth, actually

Really? Hmmm... so what're you gonna be doing until then?

The smile on Dawk's face told Jake that it was something good. But he didn't know just HOW good

Dude, you know how I've been screwing around with that Storm chick?

Something like that, yeah...

Get this... her husband, Boyce of Reason, the frickin Presidente, HE put me in a match... AGAINST HER!

The beer mist flew out... luckily, it's level of blinding toxicity was nowhere NEAR that of Tajiri's, so everyone was okay

You're shittin me, right man?

Not at all. Tuesday night, me and Storm... we're gonna wrestle. I figure maybe I'll put her in a headscissors... she likes that, and I like it even more. After that, who knows? Maybe I'll let HER put ME in a headscissors!

Coors Lite met Lipton Brisk in a salute of laughter. Touching, really

Damn, man, you're too much. You aren't gonna hurt her, are ya?

Are you kidding me? The only way I'll hurt her is if I go too deep or something. I can't believe Boyce made this match. He might as well have given me a pack of rubbers, the keys to his place, and told me that he'd be gone for a week. It is gonna be ON like neckbone! I so can NOT wait for this!

Absolutely! I'm very surprised that you got that match. I know I'll be watching, that's for sure

You better be watching! Cause what goes down in that ring Tuesday night, is the kind of stuff that you'd normally have to pay thirty nine ninety five on pay per view to see! And I'm giving it away for FREE! Now that is most definitely NOT a pisser!

Granted, it's not like the conversation ended here, but I'm not getting paid to transcribe Dawk's entire day, so we're gonna end it here.


				*The Legend Of Tommy Levi* *"Paper Thin" -Dawkins*



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		Paper Thin Posted by Taylor Dawkins <mailto:cerealbriskduke@msn.com> on 7/23/2001, 5:21 pm Sunday had come and gone, with nothing spectacular happening. But that was okay. Dawk was still beaming with joy over Saturday night's proceedings. Jake, as he had for the last few nights now, had come over, making sure that Dawk wasn't gonna flip out and hurt himself. But for now, they were simply sitting out back, enjoying life Oh man, the look on Levi's face when he finally got the urn back... I just KNEW that when I regained possession of it, he'd frickin die a million times over. He looked like he'd found a fifty dollar bill in the street or something. He'd finally found his peace. And in an instant, BAM! Gone. All frickin gone. And you know, the best part here, is that all he had to do was call me, or apologize, and NONE of this would've happened. But he drove me to it, you know? He drove me to it His eyes had been closed; leaning back while drinking a beer can cause the sun to blind ya, you know. However, Dawk's words caused him to open his left eye, and even raise a brow You're sick, man. You do know that, right? Sicker than all hell Hey, you can think whatever you want, but it's the truth. It ain't like I woke up one day and said, Hey, you know, I think I'll frickin break into Tommy's apartment and steal his MOTHER. It just, sorta happened, and well, it's HIS fault. But hey, he'll get his chance to redeem himself soon. I believe it's August fourth, actually Really? Hmmm... so what're you gonna be doing until then? The smile on Dawk's face told Jake that it was something good. But he didn't know just HOW* good* Dude, you know how I've been screwing around with that Storm chick? Something like that, yeah... Get this... her husband, Boyce of Reason, the frickin Presidente, HE put me in a match... AGAINST HER! The beer mist flew out... luckily, it's level of blinding toxicity was nowhere NEAR that of Tajiri's, so everyone was okay You're shittin me, right man? Not at all. Tuesday night, me and Storm... we're gonna wrestle. I figure maybe I'll put her in a headscissors... she likes that, and I like it even more. After that, who knows? Maybe I'll let HER put ME in a headscissors! Coors Lite met Lipton Brisk in a salute of laughter. Touching, really Damn, man, you're too much. You aren't gonna hurt her, are ya? Are you kidding me? The only way I'll hurt her is if I go too deep or something. I can't believe Boyce made this match. He might as well have given me a pack of rubbers, the keys to his place, and told me that he'd be gone for a week. It is gonna be ON like neckbone! I so can NOT wait for this! *Absolutely! I'm very surprised that you got that match. I know I'll* be watching, that's for sure** You better be watching! Cause what goes down in that ring Tuesday night, is the kind of stuff that you'd normally have to pay thirty nine ninety five on pay per view to see! And I'm giving it away for FREE! Now that is most definitely NOT a pisser! Granted, it's not like the conversation ended here, but I'm not getting paid to transcribe Dawk's entire day, so we're gonna end it here.