Post by Jason Cashe on May 20, 2012 13:51:12 GMT -4
Asylum Interviewer, Jack Spade is seen backstage running down the hallways. He has a camera in tow and a microphone in his hand as he jogs around a corner. Waving the cameraman as his head turns back, he pushes through an Exit door leading to the Parking Garage of the building. There in a distance you can see Jason Kash standing on the hood of a Limousine. As Jack Spade approaches he stops in his tracks and the camera catches his mouth dropping open.
The camera slowly turns back to show Jason Kash pulling down his pants and squatting down over the windshield of the Limo. Jack Spade gags, turns away as wet sloshing sounds slap against the glass windshield. Kash does a little shake as if shitting gave him a tickle. Soon a brown substance begins to river down the windshield and into the gap that leads under the hood.
Jack Spade: Jason, Jason...What are you doing? Oh that is FOUL!
Standing up, Kash pulls up his pants. He laughs and then makes an awkward face as he feels his dirty and shitty ass cheeks rub stick together. He stands tall on the hood, making sure he doesn't step in his own vile. Looking down at Jack Spade, Kash speaks with a confidence about him.
Jason Kash: This is the TRI Limousine! I figure since they think to shit on what Asylum stands for...I'll shit on what they stand for. Seems fair right? See Chaz Dillinger performed great tonight, I give him all the credit in the world but what he stands for, what Callahan stands for...I dislike that. I dislike them.
His head snaps to behind the Limousine where Private Security for TRI is rushing out from another Exit Door and zip lining right in Kash's direction. Kash turns towards them as they rush in trying to grab him. Kash leaps up onto the top of the car, the security guard falls into the vile that Kash left behind. He screams out as Kash tumbles from laughter on the roof of the limo. The other Security guard tries climbing over the shit on windshield but as soon as he stands tall on the roof, Kash steps up and yells.
Jason Kash: THIS IS SPARTA!!!
A brutal front kick sends the TRI Private Security member falling back and his back slides down the windshield. Jack Spade is seen upchucking next to the camerman and Kash jumps down off the side of the Limo. He walks up to Spade, pats him on the back.
Jason Kash: It doesn't smell that bad...Man, I need some toilet paper! I'll talk to you later, I desperately need to wipe my ass...
The camera slowly turns back to show Jason Kash pulling down his pants and squatting down over the windshield of the Limo. Jack Spade gags, turns away as wet sloshing sounds slap against the glass windshield. Kash does a little shake as if shitting gave him a tickle. Soon a brown substance begins to river down the windshield and into the gap that leads under the hood.
Jack Spade: Jason, Jason...What are you doing? Oh that is FOUL!
Standing up, Kash pulls up his pants. He laughs and then makes an awkward face as he feels his dirty and shitty ass cheeks rub stick together. He stands tall on the hood, making sure he doesn't step in his own vile. Looking down at Jack Spade, Kash speaks with a confidence about him.
Jason Kash: This is the TRI Limousine! I figure since they think to shit on what Asylum stands for...I'll shit on what they stand for. Seems fair right? See Chaz Dillinger performed great tonight, I give him all the credit in the world but what he stands for, what Callahan stands for...I dislike that. I dislike them.
His head snaps to behind the Limousine where Private Security for TRI is rushing out from another Exit Door and zip lining right in Kash's direction. Kash turns towards them as they rush in trying to grab him. Kash leaps up onto the top of the car, the security guard falls into the vile that Kash left behind. He screams out as Kash tumbles from laughter on the roof of the limo. The other Security guard tries climbing over the shit on windshield but as soon as he stands tall on the roof, Kash steps up and yells.
Jason Kash: THIS IS SPARTA!!!
A brutal front kick sends the TRI Private Security member falling back and his back slides down the windshield. Jack Spade is seen upchucking next to the camerman and Kash jumps down off the side of the Limo. He walks up to Spade, pats him on the back.
Jason Kash: It doesn't smell that bad...Man, I need some toilet paper! I'll talk to you later, I desperately need to wipe my ass...
