Post by JD Storm on May 4, 2011 0:10:54 GMT -4
*The following warning appears on the screen, remaining there for approximately 20 seconds:
The following scene may cause epileptic seizures. If you’re prone to seizures, you should change channels now. Should you fail to do so and have a seizure, don’t even consider suing us. You were warned!*
The scene switches to a variety of shots of Vegas and Atlantic City. Signs fade in and out, flashing different messages in a different array of colors. Pawn shops, adult stores, casinos, booze and a variety of vice are advertised. Horns are honking. People can be heard screaming. Street walkers are doing business at the street corners. People can be seen partying at wild clubs, which resemble something out of Club 57. Several minutes of scenes like this go by before finally settling in at a whirlpool. The whirlpool looks large enough to hold at least a couple dozen people, appearing to be made of only the best materials.
Gambler looks to be relaxing when everything finally shuts off.
Gambler
Aaaaaahhhhhh! It’s done already?
An attendant comes over with a large, fresh towel.
Attendant
Yep. Time to get out a bit. You’ve been in there for quite awhile.
Gambler gets out of the pool, wearing this oversized set of trunks. The attendant hands the towel to Gambler, so he can dry off a bit.
Gambler
Thanks, man. I’ve got it from here.
The attendant takes off as Gambler rapes the towel around his body before finding a nice poolside chair to relax on
Gambler
Choices, gotta love ‘em. Nothing but one big gamble after another. A regular crap shoot. Most things will typically be mundane, a bit of a “push”. Neither winning or losing, people will go about their lives with no sense of accomplishment, no sense of identity. You’ll get a small segment of the population that does something spectacular, winning big at any and all games they play. For some, it’s being the top pick in the NFL Draft. For others, it’s as huge as becoming President. Then, there’s always a small group of people that do something so awesome, so epic that everyone knows of your actions……praising everything you’ve ever done. Yet, due to the life that you choose, they never get to know who you are. Never seeing your face. Never hearing your voice. Never knowing your name. Only thing you get, presumably, is a private ceremony in parts unknown, thanking you for doing a deed that every American wishes they could’ve done themselves.
You could choose a life of crime. Addictions of all shapes and forms start off as choices. Complain about that statement all you want. You know it’s true. Even I had a choice when I became a gambler, a drunkard and womanizer. Though, I’m still not sure some of those women were really women. One of them had an odd resemblance to RuPaul.
*shudders*
Back on point, shall we? Everything we’ve ever done in life has a choice behind it, even if the choices were a bit out of our hands. Our past, our present, and most notably our future. Our past, as important as it is, can only serve as a history lesson. Learn from your past so you can make better decisions in the here & now, which dictate what will happen in the future. A man that made a lousy decision, in the not-so-recent past was Chris Cyrus. Chris, my good man, you forgot a couple simple rules when it came to gambling. First, always quit when you’re ahead. Take the win whenever you can. Doesn’t matter if you’re talking a big or small win. Nobody remembers how you win, in the long run. All anybody cares about is whether or not you’re a winner.
Second, always know when to cut your losses. When you see that you’ve got a losing hand, that you’ve had several consecutive losing hands, you have to know that it’s better to cut your losses. Know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em. Some people would say “live to fight another day”. Either way, the message is still the same. When you realize that it’s simply not your day, move on. Learn to accept defeat. Give yourself time to figure out where you went wrong and try again at a later date.
Thirdly, and most importantly, you let your addiction take control. Instead of just giving yourself the week off, you had to head out to the middle of the ring and issue an open challenge. This is actually two foolish bets. Going into a situation that you really have no control over, daring anyone to fight you, is one of the dumbest moves that any person can make. You don’t know who’s going to take your challenge. Could be the biggest pussy alive. Could be someone that has no hesitation to cripple you.
Fortunately, you only had an alcoholic from a by-gone era. Nobody that could end your career, by any means. But, an alcoholic that’s still capable of tanning your hide nonetheless. In my case, I’ve got several good fights still left in me. You had to run and hide from me during our impromptu fight, two weeks back. Let’s see what you’re capable of next time around, punk.
Maybe you should do yourself a favor and study me a bit this week. My future, much like my past, has been chosen. Nate Bishop……*chuckling*…….thought I forgot about you, didn’t you? Don’t worry, my eye’s still on you. Hope you saw what happened with Chris, recently. Do yourself a favor and don’t repeat his recent errors. You don’t want to see a case of checkmate, do you?
Much like Chris, you have control over your future. Do you choose to completely underestimate me? Do you choose to take me seriously? Go out and party, living like there’s no tomorrow? Perhaps you train, watch some recent footage. Even getting a blessing from your local clergyman, as an added precaution. Certainly can’t hurt. Whatever you choose, you’ll need it. Rest assured, I won’t be taking any precautions. I’ve got a real “Superstar” backing me up, providing me with top notch training. Eyes will need to grow in the back of your head, just to make sure that you can see everything coming at you at all times.
There’s really two choices available to you, Nate. You can either play the odds like Chris. Pray that you don’t lose everything in a single roll of the dice. Or, you can fold. Take what you’ve got left in winnings and cash out, leaving with enough money to party at the newest club. Could get yourself a couple of rent-a-dates, while you’re at it.
Which choice do you prefer, Nate? Make a gamble like Chris or know your limits? It’s your call.
Scene fades out.
The following scene may cause epileptic seizures. If you’re prone to seizures, you should change channels now. Should you fail to do so and have a seizure, don’t even consider suing us. You were warned!*
The scene switches to a variety of shots of Vegas and Atlantic City. Signs fade in and out, flashing different messages in a different array of colors. Pawn shops, adult stores, casinos, booze and a variety of vice are advertised. Horns are honking. People can be heard screaming. Street walkers are doing business at the street corners. People can be seen partying at wild clubs, which resemble something out of Club 57. Several minutes of scenes like this go by before finally settling in at a whirlpool. The whirlpool looks large enough to hold at least a couple dozen people, appearing to be made of only the best materials.
Gambler looks to be relaxing when everything finally shuts off.
Gambler
Aaaaaahhhhhh! It’s done already?
An attendant comes over with a large, fresh towel.
Attendant
Yep. Time to get out a bit. You’ve been in there for quite awhile.
Gambler gets out of the pool, wearing this oversized set of trunks. The attendant hands the towel to Gambler, so he can dry off a bit.
Gambler
Thanks, man. I’ve got it from here.
The attendant takes off as Gambler rapes the towel around his body before finding a nice poolside chair to relax on
Gambler
Choices, gotta love ‘em. Nothing but one big gamble after another. A regular crap shoot. Most things will typically be mundane, a bit of a “push”. Neither winning or losing, people will go about their lives with no sense of accomplishment, no sense of identity. You’ll get a small segment of the population that does something spectacular, winning big at any and all games they play. For some, it’s being the top pick in the NFL Draft. For others, it’s as huge as becoming President. Then, there’s always a small group of people that do something so awesome, so epic that everyone knows of your actions……praising everything you’ve ever done. Yet, due to the life that you choose, they never get to know who you are. Never seeing your face. Never hearing your voice. Never knowing your name. Only thing you get, presumably, is a private ceremony in parts unknown, thanking you for doing a deed that every American wishes they could’ve done themselves.
You could choose a life of crime. Addictions of all shapes and forms start off as choices. Complain about that statement all you want. You know it’s true. Even I had a choice when I became a gambler, a drunkard and womanizer. Though, I’m still not sure some of those women were really women. One of them had an odd resemblance to RuPaul.
*shudders*
Back on point, shall we? Everything we’ve ever done in life has a choice behind it, even if the choices were a bit out of our hands. Our past, our present, and most notably our future. Our past, as important as it is, can only serve as a history lesson. Learn from your past so you can make better decisions in the here & now, which dictate what will happen in the future. A man that made a lousy decision, in the not-so-recent past was Chris Cyrus. Chris, my good man, you forgot a couple simple rules when it came to gambling. First, always quit when you’re ahead. Take the win whenever you can. Doesn’t matter if you’re talking a big or small win. Nobody remembers how you win, in the long run. All anybody cares about is whether or not you’re a winner.
Second, always know when to cut your losses. When you see that you’ve got a losing hand, that you’ve had several consecutive losing hands, you have to know that it’s better to cut your losses. Know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em. Some people would say “live to fight another day”. Either way, the message is still the same. When you realize that it’s simply not your day, move on. Learn to accept defeat. Give yourself time to figure out where you went wrong and try again at a later date.
Thirdly, and most importantly, you let your addiction take control. Instead of just giving yourself the week off, you had to head out to the middle of the ring and issue an open challenge. This is actually two foolish bets. Going into a situation that you really have no control over, daring anyone to fight you, is one of the dumbest moves that any person can make. You don’t know who’s going to take your challenge. Could be the biggest pussy alive. Could be someone that has no hesitation to cripple you.
Fortunately, you only had an alcoholic from a by-gone era. Nobody that could end your career, by any means. But, an alcoholic that’s still capable of tanning your hide nonetheless. In my case, I’ve got several good fights still left in me. You had to run and hide from me during our impromptu fight, two weeks back. Let’s see what you’re capable of next time around, punk.
Maybe you should do yourself a favor and study me a bit this week. My future, much like my past, has been chosen. Nate Bishop……*chuckling*…….thought I forgot about you, didn’t you? Don’t worry, my eye’s still on you. Hope you saw what happened with Chris, recently. Do yourself a favor and don’t repeat his recent errors. You don’t want to see a case of checkmate, do you?
Much like Chris, you have control over your future. Do you choose to completely underestimate me? Do you choose to take me seriously? Go out and party, living like there’s no tomorrow? Perhaps you train, watch some recent footage. Even getting a blessing from your local clergyman, as an added precaution. Certainly can’t hurt. Whatever you choose, you’ll need it. Rest assured, I won’t be taking any precautions. I’ve got a real “Superstar” backing me up, providing me with top notch training. Eyes will need to grow in the back of your head, just to make sure that you can see everything coming at you at all times.
There’s really two choices available to you, Nate. You can either play the odds like Chris. Pray that you don’t lose everything in a single roll of the dice. Or, you can fold. Take what you’ve got left in winnings and cash out, leaving with enough money to party at the newest club. Could get yourself a couple of rent-a-dates, while you’re at it.
Which choice do you prefer, Nate? Make a gamble like Chris or know your limits? It’s your call.
Scene fades out.
