Post by thewobert on Jul 24, 2007 23:47:32 GMT -6
Ocean City, Maryland is cool and quiet at three in the morning. The gentle crashing of the waves from the ocean is all that is heard. Most of the lights are off in the city except for the occasional street light. The city is calm and peaceful as everybody sleeps in their beds. The moon is out in full and has the city well lit. In a mere few days, POW: Northeast will be invading the small coastal city and turning it wrestling central. A bird chirps, an alley cat meows, and it become silent again. It’s a beautiful image of serenity.
Minutes start to tick off the clock. Slowly at first, but growing with each passing moment, a deep rumble comes from far off. On the highway leading into Ocean City, the road is empty until the light from a pair of headlights comes over the hill. The rumble becomes louder and clearer. Over the hill comes a barreling Winnebago out of the darkness. The music becomes clear. Inside the Winnebago, Big Norm, the Foot-Long Midget, and Buddy Love slam their heads left and right to the beat. Buddy turns a knob on the dashboard, and the music grows louder. “The Ride of the Valkyries” resonates from the speeding Winnebago.
“Da daraaaaa da…….. da darada…….da daraaaaaa da………..da dra da! Da daraaaaa da……… da daraaaaaaaaaa da…. Da daraaaaa da…… DA DRA DA!” Both Buddy and Big Norm both sing along.
The Winnebago comes steaming over the hill with Ocean City in view. The music starts to filter into the town. Lights start to flicker on as the music starts to stir people awake. Windows open up and heads dart out to see the Winnebago enter the town. The music echoes through the town as the Winnebago darts through the streets. Buddy and Big Norm continue to sing along as they rock out to the song. Buddy pushes another on the dashboard and a large megaphone pops out of the roof.
“THE BRITSH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts.
“YEAH SUCKA! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Big Norm shouts into the megaphone as well.
“THE BRITISH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts as the Winnebago comes to a stop in the center of town.
“What the hell is going on?” A man in a shower cap shouts down from a window up above.
“THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts with his portable megaphone as he steps out of the Winnebago in an American uniform from the American Revolution.
“What?!” The man shouts back.
“Didn’t you hear youngster? The British are coming!” An extremely elderly man comes running out of one of the buildings in his underwear, carrying an elephant gun.
“Whooooo old sucka! The British aren’t actually coming……..” Big Norm clarifies in a matching uniform.
“What did you say son?” The old man barks.
“This Sunday! Right here, in Ocean City, Maryland!” Buddy shouts and gives the “Buddy Jesus” look. “I will be defending the Mid-Atlantic Title against the British born Meltdown at Ocean City Slam!”
“Huh?” The old man barks again.
“Ocean City Slam! It’s happening right here this Sunday! It’s going to be a hell of an event brought to you by proudly by Power on Wrestling!” Buddy shouts.
“Here Sucka! Have a few ticket!” Big Norm shouts as he fires his T-shirt gun loaded with free tickets.
“Woooh!” The old man shouts as the ticket hits him in the face and sends him falling onto his rear, shooting the gun into the air.
“That’s what I’m talking about! Buddy is here! Let the party begin!”
*NOTE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjYhTnh6Zaw *
Minutes start to tick off the clock. Slowly at first, but growing with each passing moment, a deep rumble comes from far off. On the highway leading into Ocean City, the road is empty until the light from a pair of headlights comes over the hill. The rumble becomes louder and clearer. Over the hill comes a barreling Winnebago out of the darkness. The music becomes clear. Inside the Winnebago, Big Norm, the Foot-Long Midget, and Buddy Love slam their heads left and right to the beat. Buddy turns a knob on the dashboard, and the music grows louder. “The Ride of the Valkyries” resonates from the speeding Winnebago.
“Da daraaaaa da…….. da darada…….da daraaaaaa da………..da dra da! Da daraaaaa da……… da daraaaaaaaaaa da…. Da daraaaaa da…… DA DRA DA!” Both Buddy and Big Norm both sing along.
The Winnebago comes steaming over the hill with Ocean City in view. The music starts to filter into the town. Lights start to flicker on as the music starts to stir people awake. Windows open up and heads dart out to see the Winnebago enter the town. The music echoes through the town as the Winnebago darts through the streets. Buddy and Big Norm continue to sing along as they rock out to the song. Buddy pushes another on the dashboard and a large megaphone pops out of the roof.
“THE BRITSH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts.
“YEAH SUCKA! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Big Norm shouts into the megaphone as well.
“THE BRITISH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts as the Winnebago comes to a stop in the center of town.
“What the hell is going on?” A man in a shower cap shouts down from a window up above.
“THE BRITISH ARE COMING!” Buddy shouts with his portable megaphone as he steps out of the Winnebago in an American uniform from the American Revolution.
“What?!” The man shouts back.
“Didn’t you hear youngster? The British are coming!” An extremely elderly man comes running out of one of the buildings in his underwear, carrying an elephant gun.
“Whooooo old sucka! The British aren’t actually coming……..” Big Norm clarifies in a matching uniform.
“What did you say son?” The old man barks.
“This Sunday! Right here, in Ocean City, Maryland!” Buddy shouts and gives the “Buddy Jesus” look. “I will be defending the Mid-Atlantic Title against the British born Meltdown at Ocean City Slam!”
“Huh?” The old man barks again.
“Ocean City Slam! It’s happening right here this Sunday! It’s going to be a hell of an event brought to you by proudly by Power on Wrestling!” Buddy shouts.
“Here Sucka! Have a few ticket!” Big Norm shouts as he fires his T-shirt gun loaded with free tickets.
“Woooh!” The old man shouts as the ticket hits him in the face and sends him falling onto his rear, shooting the gun into the air.
“That’s what I’m talking about! Buddy is here! Let the party begin!”
*NOTE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjYhTnh6Zaw *