Post by thewobert on Jul 26, 2007 18:09:34 GMT -6
“Sucka! Sucka! The plane! The plane!” Big Norm, the Foot-Long Midget shouts from a bell tower as he rings the bell inside.
Buddy Love comes walking out of the main building in a white suit with a multi-colored tie. He stands at attention at the beginning of the dock. The plane swoops around and splashes into the ocean and comes to a stop at the end of the dock. The plane’s door opens up and a line of bikini-clad women start to flock out. Buddy and Big Norm both look at each other and trade grins. After the last girl steps off the plane, a large man in camouflage emerges. He steps off the ramp and starts marching down the dock. He glares over at Buddy and moves on off the dork and down the beach.
“Sucka! Who is that?” Big Norm asks.
“That is a gentleman that prefers to be called MD” Buddy replies.
“MD?” Big Norm ponders.
“That’s right. He is here to live out his ultimate fantasy.” Buddy declares as they start to walk to the main building of the resort.
“Is that why all the girls are here? And the wine coolers sucka?” Big Norm asks with a grim.
“No my friend, he has no wish to fantasize about women…….. He’s here for a different reason.” Buddy says as looks a brunette up and down as she walks by.
“Then why is he here sucka?” Big Norm demands.
“Well my friend, he is here to live out his fantasy of the ultimate hunt. He is a man from England who is all about the hunt and adventure. It is going to be quite a challenge to give this man his fantasy.” Buddy declares.
The next morning, Buddy awaits comfortably in his office for the Brit to arrive. Soon enough, there is a knock at the door. Big Norm pushes the door open and introduces MD to Buddy. He marches in military style and stands at attention in front of Buddy’s desk. He glares down at Buddy with a cold stare. Buddy is all smiles as he sips on his wine cooler.
“Well Mr. MD, welcome to my resort. Here, your wildest dreams can come true. What can I do for you today?” Buddy says, taking a sip from his wine cooler.
“Well Mr. Love, I have come here for the ultimate hunt. I have been to Africa, Asia, and South America. I have hunted for every species there and none of them were to my standards. Mr. Love, I want to hunt something that is intelligent and will fight back. I want to hunt you.” The Brit demands.
“Me?” Buddy asks.
“That’s right. I want to hunt you Mr. Love. I feel you could be the hunt of my dreams. What are yah Yank? Chicken?” Mr. MD shorts.
“I’m surely not a chicken Mr. MD Fine, you wish to hunt me, you can have me. You have twenty-four hours.” Buddy states.
Later that night, Buddy is invited to have dinner with Mr. MD. Buddy enters the restaurant and sees Mr. MD sitting at a table. Buddy takes his sit across from him and stares at Mr. MD. Mr. MD pulls out a pair of glasses and sits them in front of the both. Next, he pulls out a small tube. He pops off the cap and drips a few droplets from the vile into one of the glasses. He swiftly starts to switch the glasses around. Buddy eyes the glasses as they are moved around the table.
“This is your first test Mr. Love. Let us see if you can pick the right glass. If you choose wrong, the acid I put in it will eat away at your insides.” Mr. MD states as he continues switching the glasses back and forth.
“This is too easy Mr. M.D. I thought you’d be trying to hunt me down like a deer.” Buddy jokes.
“In good time, in good time. But first, choose your drink.” MD suggests.
“Well, let’s see……..” Buddy says as he carefully eyes the glasses.
“I would hate to see your little game end so quickly Mr. Love……” MD jokes.
“Cheers Mr. MD” Buddy smirks as he selects a glass and takes a sip.
Mr. MD looks on as Buddy downs the entire drink. Buddy sits the glass back down and gives a soft burp. He comments on the taste of the drink, which angers Mr. MD. He picks up the other glass and pours the liquid onto the table. In a matter of moments, the liquid starts to eat away at the table. Mr. MD shakes his head in disgust and tosses the glass into the wall.
“That’s not cool dude……..” Buddy says, looking at the broken glass on the ground.
“Grrrrr……… well, I guess you are smarter than I thought Mr. Love.” Mr. MD grimly admits.
The next day, Buddy and Big Norm are playing limbo with the bikini girls that have flown to the island. Music is playing loudly as they dance and bend down under the limbo stick. Buddy is all smiles as the girls dance with him. Off in the bushes, a few feet away, Mr. MD lays still, trying not to be noticed. His camouflaged body matches perfectly with the foliage. Suddenly, the music cuts off to the dismay of the girls. Buddy looks over to the small generator shack and starts to walk over to it; just as Mr. MD had planned.
“Sucka! Sucka! It’s a trap! It’s a trap!” Big Norm shouts as he comes running up.
“It’s alright Big Norm……….” Buddy says as he opens the door and steps inside.
“Ha ha!” Mr. MD laughs as the second door shuts, he pushes the trigger on his detonator.
“No sucka!” Big Norm shouts as the shack explodes into flames.
“Yes! I beat him! I beat the Yank!” Mr. MD comes walking out of the bushes.
“You son of a………” Big Norm starts.
“I am the greatest warrior of them all! Nobody can defeat me!” Mr. MD cuts off Big Norm.
“Hmmm…..” A voice becomes from behind Mr. MD and taps him on the shoulder.
“What the…..” Mr. MD says turns around to get a fist to the face.
“Sucka!” Big Norm says with a gasp as it is Buddy who delivers the knock out punch.
“For such a true warrior, he fell for the oldest trick in the book: Playing Possum.” Buddy jokes.
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Buddy Love comes walking out of the main building in a white suit with a multi-colored tie. He stands at attention at the beginning of the dock. The plane swoops around and splashes into the ocean and comes to a stop at the end of the dock. The plane’s door opens up and a line of bikini-clad women start to flock out. Buddy and Big Norm both look at each other and trade grins. After the last girl steps off the plane, a large man in camouflage emerges. He steps off the ramp and starts marching down the dock. He glares over at Buddy and moves on off the dork and down the beach.
“Sucka! Who is that?” Big Norm asks.
“That is a gentleman that prefers to be called MD” Buddy replies.
“MD?” Big Norm ponders.
“That’s right. He is here to live out his ultimate fantasy.” Buddy declares as they start to walk to the main building of the resort.
“Is that why all the girls are here? And the wine coolers sucka?” Big Norm asks with a grim.
“No my friend, he has no wish to fantasize about women…….. He’s here for a different reason.” Buddy says as looks a brunette up and down as she walks by.
“Then why is he here sucka?” Big Norm demands.
“Well my friend, he is here to live out his fantasy of the ultimate hunt. He is a man from England who is all about the hunt and adventure. It is going to be quite a challenge to give this man his fantasy.” Buddy declares.
The next morning, Buddy awaits comfortably in his office for the Brit to arrive. Soon enough, there is a knock at the door. Big Norm pushes the door open and introduces MD to Buddy. He marches in military style and stands at attention in front of Buddy’s desk. He glares down at Buddy with a cold stare. Buddy is all smiles as he sips on his wine cooler.
“Well Mr. MD, welcome to my resort. Here, your wildest dreams can come true. What can I do for you today?” Buddy says, taking a sip from his wine cooler.
“Well Mr. Love, I have come here for the ultimate hunt. I have been to Africa, Asia, and South America. I have hunted for every species there and none of them were to my standards. Mr. Love, I want to hunt something that is intelligent and will fight back. I want to hunt you.” The Brit demands.
“Me?” Buddy asks.
“That’s right. I want to hunt you Mr. Love. I feel you could be the hunt of my dreams. What are yah Yank? Chicken?” Mr. MD shorts.
“I’m surely not a chicken Mr. MD Fine, you wish to hunt me, you can have me. You have twenty-four hours.” Buddy states.
Later that night, Buddy is invited to have dinner with Mr. MD. Buddy enters the restaurant and sees Mr. MD sitting at a table. Buddy takes his sit across from him and stares at Mr. MD. Mr. MD pulls out a pair of glasses and sits them in front of the both. Next, he pulls out a small tube. He pops off the cap and drips a few droplets from the vile into one of the glasses. He swiftly starts to switch the glasses around. Buddy eyes the glasses as they are moved around the table.
“This is your first test Mr. Love. Let us see if you can pick the right glass. If you choose wrong, the acid I put in it will eat away at your insides.” Mr. MD states as he continues switching the glasses back and forth.
“This is too easy Mr. M.D. I thought you’d be trying to hunt me down like a deer.” Buddy jokes.
“In good time, in good time. But first, choose your drink.” MD suggests.
“Well, let’s see……..” Buddy says as he carefully eyes the glasses.
“I would hate to see your little game end so quickly Mr. Love……” MD jokes.
“Cheers Mr. MD” Buddy smirks as he selects a glass and takes a sip.
Mr. MD looks on as Buddy downs the entire drink. Buddy sits the glass back down and gives a soft burp. He comments on the taste of the drink, which angers Mr. MD. He picks up the other glass and pours the liquid onto the table. In a matter of moments, the liquid starts to eat away at the table. Mr. MD shakes his head in disgust and tosses the glass into the wall.
“That’s not cool dude……..” Buddy says, looking at the broken glass on the ground.
“Grrrrr……… well, I guess you are smarter than I thought Mr. Love.” Mr. MD grimly admits.
The next day, Buddy and Big Norm are playing limbo with the bikini girls that have flown to the island. Music is playing loudly as they dance and bend down under the limbo stick. Buddy is all smiles as the girls dance with him. Off in the bushes, a few feet away, Mr. MD lays still, trying not to be noticed. His camouflaged body matches perfectly with the foliage. Suddenly, the music cuts off to the dismay of the girls. Buddy looks over to the small generator shack and starts to walk over to it; just as Mr. MD had planned.
“Sucka! Sucka! It’s a trap! It’s a trap!” Big Norm shouts as he comes running up.
“It’s alright Big Norm……….” Buddy says as he opens the door and steps inside.
“Ha ha!” Mr. MD laughs as the second door shuts, he pushes the trigger on his detonator.
“No sucka!” Big Norm shouts as the shack explodes into flames.
“Yes! I beat him! I beat the Yank!” Mr. MD comes walking out of the bushes.
“You son of a………” Big Norm starts.
“I am the greatest warrior of them all! Nobody can defeat me!” Mr. MD cuts off Big Norm.
“Hmmm…..” A voice becomes from behind Mr. MD and taps him on the shoulder.
“What the…..” Mr. MD says turns around to get a fist to the face.
“Sucka!” Big Norm says with a gasp as it is Buddy who delivers the knock out punch.
“For such a true warrior, he fell for the oldest trick in the book: Playing Possum.” Buddy jokes.
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