Time to go Son
Posted by: Booker T on 05/01/2003 at 16:24
The eye of the camera opens to IQ industries corporate offices in Baltimore, MD. The corporate gymnasium is full today with wanna be members of the Family and Future FTR superstars, Booker T walks through the Gym Floor Talking on a cell phone
Booker: yeah I know that we have a problem with the undertaker, but the issue is not just the taker, it’s the entire Fatal army. They are growing daily. Hold on there is a ton of noise in this place right now lemme dip into the locker room maybe I can hear you better
Booker Slides through a door to the left and sits down on a bench in the locker room, the sound of voices in the shower can be heard
Booker: as I was saying they have this destructive lightning or whatever their called, and they have Eddie Guerrero and there seems to be an influx of people joining up with them. Hey can you hold on a sec someone is killing a beat in the shower.
book walks over to the Entrance to the shower room, it is filled with steam from the running water, but the sound of hands banging out a beat on the wall can clearly be heard
Voice: Listen closely now cause I’m about to spit fire… about the man prototype his needs, wants and desires. He gotta call from the man, and with his mic in his hand he jumped upon the plane to devise the plan . To seek out…and f-in destroy by the side of booker T and the Dudley boys.
Booker: you should keep my name out yo mouth cause you don’t know who I am, I’m not puffy, not ja or the gingerbread man. I can make you feel hurt and I can show you what’s happening cause I’m the 5 time WCW heavyweight Champion.
Voice: say Word…I can rip this beat just once or do it chronically, I can kill you with kindness or beat you thugonomically, but know this my man and I won’t say this like a trucker if you act right you get smacked right now can You dig that SUCKA?
Booker: man Shower up and get ready we gotta meet juicy in Louisville for a house show tonight. IQ’s got a Copter waiting to take us to the airport on the roof.
Voice: I’m Rolling with big ballers so all you party people Stand up. (John Cena walks out in a towel past booker T) This is a stick up I’m John Cena bitch… put your motherF-in Hands UP.
Booker: watch your mouth boy I’ll slap the black offa you oh too late
booker and Cena laugh hysterically as we fade to black
