-- Nemo me impune lacessit! -- ( Let him who offend me beware! ) -[ The scene opens up inside of a very busy LAX airport. People are rushing by in fear that they're going to miss their flight to Botswana or Baton Rouge or wherever they're supposed to be going. As the camera pans down the crowd of people, we see two familiar people sitting on a side bench.... B-Pac and Smoke Dawg. B-Pac smiles and waves to passers-by as he packs his mouth full of Skittles. Smoke Dawg, who is nodding off from boredom, slowly opens his eyes and looks to B-Pac. ]- Smoke Dawg: "Hey... uhh... dude, give me some Skittles." B-Pac: "Okay, here ya go... but these things are expensive in airports. I think I paid $8 for these in the vending machine." Smoke Dawg: "Damn, that's alot of money for Skittles. That's crazy." B-Pac: "Yeah... but I like Skittles... Starburst, too." Smoke Dawg: "Yeah. Me too. Skittles and Starburst are good." -[ B-Pac nods as he leans his head back to look up to the ceiling. He then pulls out a discman and places the headphones over his ears. He bobs his head and bounces to the beat as Smoke Dawg looks on in curiosity. ]- Smoke Dawg: "What are you listening to?" -[ B-Pac doesn't hear Smoke Dawg and continues what he is doing. ]- Smoke Dawg: "Dude... come on, what are you listening to?" -[ B-Pac does the same. ]- Smoke Dawg: "WWWHHHAATTT AAARREEE YYYOOUU LLLIISSTTENNING TO!!??" -[ Everyone walking by stops and looks at Smoke Dawg who didn't realize he yelled so loud. B-Pac pulls off his headphones and looks at Smoke Dawg as well. ]- B-Pac: "Did you say something?" Smoke Dawg: "... No, nothing. Nevermind. Say, what are we doing at an airport anyways? We're already in Los Angeles." B-Pac: "Well, I have this really good idea. You see, for the last few days, most of Team World's promos have been cut while at airports... and they claim that they're going to win, right?" Smoke Dawg: "Yeah, or so they say." B-Pac: "Okay, well I see it like this: If cutting all your promos from airports for a few days will get you a win, then I figure maybe we should cut a few from an airport as well... You know, just to secure our victory." -[ Smoke Dawg cuts his eyes at B-Pac and sits there for a few moments... ]- Smoke Dawg: "That's a really good idea, B. I sure am glad you're on my side!" B-Pac: "Yeah... I'm kinda smart sometimes, man." Smoke Dawg: "It's too bad we couldn't get a big monster truck and drive around Myrtle Beach all day long... we'd have it made if we had done that." -[ B-Pac and Smoke Dawg burst out laughing as Smoke Dawg's cell phone begins to ring. He pulls it from his pocket and looks at the caller ID. He sees that it is Wafer and answers it... ]- Smoke Dawg: "Whaddup, fool?" Wafer: "Hey, where the hell are you guys at? You said you had some ideas for later and to meet you at the hotel... but you're not there." Smoke Dawg: "Sorry about that... B had this killer plan to go to the airport and sit around for a while... errr... I'll tell you about it later. Are you at the hotel now?" Wafer: "Yeah, I'm at the f**king hotel. Hurry your asses up and get down here." Smoke Dawg: "Okay, we're on our way now. Later." -[ Smoke Dawg hangs up the phone and put it back in his pocket. He stands up from the bench and so does B-Pac. The two men push their way through the crowd as they head for the nearest exit. A few minutes later, we see B-Pac's car pulling up at a local 7-11 for gas. Not even 5 seconds later, Smoke Dawg's car pulls up at the same gas station. They pull up next to a vacant tank and step out of their vehicles. Smoke Dawg walks ups to B-Pac. ]- Smoke Dawg: "Hey, go ahead and give me the money... I'll go in and pay for our gas." B-Pac: "Okay... I'm getting 20. But while you're at it, get us a few sixers of SMIRNOFF Ice, too." -[ B-Pac reaches in his pocket and pulls out a 50 dollar bill, handing it to Smokey. As B-Pac takes the nozzle to the Super Unleaded section of the gas tank and begins pumping gas into his car, he leans up against the car and looks to the camera. ]- B-Pac: "You know, I'm sick of hearing all of this talk about Wafer and I being Smokey's sidekicks... not only is the whole phrase as played out as Ichabod riding around Myrtle Beach all day, it's quite untrue. ORS is divided into three parts... all of which are equal in size and value (unlike Elite wich is divided into 90% X and 10% Cheapshots). You see, not only did I choose to side with Wafer and Smokey because they were better than Cheapy and X... I chose to side with Wafer and Smokey because I can work better with them. I just feel that I can compliment their talents well, and they can compliment mine, too. Now, before you classify that as gay talk, maybe you need to take an English class at your local elementary school to learn what the phrase means. I'm not going to explain it to you... I haven't the time. And as far as all of the comments about Wafer and I running from James Brown... well, have you ever been to Augusta? In Augusta, if you're famous, then you're a criminal. If we had a fight with James Brown and hurt him in any way (which we would have), Wafer and I would have never seen the light of day outside of a jailcell again. But I guess Team World doesn't care for details... they only care about the surface of issues. And as for picking on people, they should be ashamed of themselves for picking on Wafer and I for our good ol' Southern roots and the way we say 'Smirnoff' with that extra stressed syllable as 'Smernoff'. Whatever floats your boat, fellas... because at Ring Wars, ORS is sinking that Titanic sense of false confidence that you all have." -[ Just then, Smoke Dawg walks out of the store with a few bags of SMIRNOFF Ice and some beef jerkey. B-Pac pops the trunk of his car and Smokey drops the merchandise off in there as the scene fades... to... black. ]- |