Looking for partners…not in the gay sense, ya know?
Jeers. The bar where nobody knows your name. Unless that name just happens to be
BOOOOO!!!!!!!
Unless that name just happens to be….
BOOOOO!!!!!!!
Oh stop it. This isn’t about the narrator. It’s all about Little Good.
Little Good walks into the bar, which is pretty well packed tonight. He’s looking for partners. Two in fact. No, not for some gay orgy. For a wrestling show to face of against the Slayer and her little groupies.
The bartender with the horse face walks up to Little Good as he sits down on a stool.
“Damn it! Can’t you clean the crap off this stool!”
“What?”
“There’s stool on my stool. Bloody hell, who sat here before me?”
A loud, deep laugh is heard behind Little Good. Little Good turns around and jerks backward in horror.
DEATH!
The figure, all nearly 7-feet of him, bends over and slaps, well, you could assume a knee, but his whole body is hidden by a big black cloak. The only part of his body revealed is a bony hand. The one clutching the scythe.
“Death! Well I’ll be jiggered. I haven’t seen you in YEARS mate!. How’ve you been?”
“Oh, I can’t complain. Well I can, but everyone I tell dies!”
Both men share a hearty laugh.
“Hey, didn’t you try to become a stand up comedian there for a while? I heard you performed at a few bars. Told some real funnies. You still doing that?”
“Nah. I took my act on the road. It bombed. Except for one guy. I remember, only one guy laughed at me the entire tour I did. Everyone else just sat there, silent.”
“Well, it’s the world’s loss,” Little Good says flatly. “Anyway, fancy meeting you here. Say, have you ever thought of wrestling?”
“Wrestling? I couldn’t. I don’t have the physique. I’m nothing but, uh, bones!”
“Yeah, but they’re really BIG bones.”
“Thanks for noticing.”
Little Good raises his eyebrows. “I didn’t mean, like that.”
“Oh, I know.” Death clears its throat. “Yeah, well. Why would you want me as your partner.”
“I’m trying to get together the most EVIL tag team ever created. The kind of team that would make Satan’s legs wet with piss.”
“Hey, you just gave me an idea. There is only one man who is hated by more people in the world. Want to go interrupt his RP?”
“Sure.”
“But yes, just to let you know, Little Good and Death will team up in the six person match. Hopefully with the most disgusting, most vile, most ugly, most smelly wrestler of all time…….”
To be continued in another promo. Read until you figure out which one.