Post by ICW on Sept 12, 2006 18:18:35 GMT -5
America. The country of freedom and opportunity. The place were everyone can start over their lives. America is the big bad country that practically is the focal point of the entire globe. The land were everyone and anyone is equal to one another. Bull ****. If everyone was equal, men wouldn’t rob fellow Americans for money so they could feed their families. You don’t see people sleeping on the corner of dirty streets wearing elaborate clothing or jewelry. Americans are treated equal, yet so many are struggling for survival. Our scene opens up to an extravagant Upper New York setting. Mansions stand proudly and luxurious cars shinning. One particular house, a man dressed in a black and white suit opens the door and a lady walks through the door and down the steps. She is wearing fancying earrings and suddenly heads for a long stretch limo. The man opens the door for her as she steps in. Not even saying a “thank you.” The man mutters curses under his breath and enters the driver seat of the limo. He backs out of the drive way and goes down the street. Then, we see a man sitting down on a curb. He looks out of place. He doesn’t belong here. The man is wearing a bandana and a New York Yankees Jersey. He is also wearing some ripped, baggy blue jeans. His sneakers look dirty; like they have been through hell. The man raises from the curb and looks around at all the fancy mansions. He shakes his head in a “no” direction. The man is Bronx Bomber.
Bronx Bomber: So they say America is the land were everyone is treated equally. Everyone has an opportunity to make a great living for themselves. Tell that to my boys back in the Bronx. While my boys are starving for food, rich fools around here are taking their riches for granted. I wonder where that lady is going? Maybe to the Bronx to feed my hood? No she aint going there. She probably gotta go to some country club or some **** like that. Those people who say America is so great and everyone is treated equal make me sick.
Bomber then spits on the ground. He then begins to crack his knuckles repeatedly. Bomber then looks around once again. Bomber then notices a police car driving by slowly. The officer in the drivers seat rolls his window down and ask Bomber what he is doing. Bomber says “nothing. Just chilling. After all, America is a free country.” The officer then drives away.
Bronx Bomber: Wonder why that police officer just came by? I know why. Some bitch probably saw me and called the cops. They see me and get so scared. They should be. Those people are the people who claim to love America, yet they are willing to call the cops on me because I look different. It’s people like Joe Kessen. This dude is just a normal guy who happens to love America. Good ole’ USA! F**k that man. If you love USA so much, please Joe, come to the Bronx and feed those starving people. Please come and stop the robberies. I am inviting your USA loving ass to come down to my hood and feed the poor. You’re a poser. Plain and simple. You f**king come out with red, white, and blue pyro, and the fans actually think you’re really a TRUE Pro-USA man.
Bomber looks disgusted. He then looks more and more angry. That’s always his feelings towards not only everything but everyone. A man is then seen walking several dogs. The man is wearing a uniform of some sort. Now these rich people even got people to walk their f**king dogs?
Bronx Bomber: Joe Kessen I swear to God that I will destroy any way I possibly can. I hate you and everything you f**king stand for you poser. You’re pro-America and yet I aint seen you coming by my hood to help your fellow Americans. Asshat. Joe, I don’t care what I have to do to beat you, but I will do whatever it takes to absolutely make you scream like a little girl. You step into the ring with me, you’re done. Plain and simple. I will destroy you until you’re dead. I aint gonna show you no mercy at all. The f**king locker room is gonna have to pull me off your limp, crippled body. Oh are you gonna hurt. I get chills thinking about what I am going to do to you. An absolutely brutal and deadly beating. I don’t show mercy to know one, especially posers like you a**hole. I wanna make you bleed. I wanna make you cry. I wanna make you run for your life. I wanna leave you in a river of your own blood. That would be sweet. That would make me smile. That would make me laugh. That would make me… happy. I hope you’re ready, Joe. Because you aint never faced someone like me.
Bomber then spits on the ground once again. Bomber then mouths “f**k you, Kessen.” Bomber then sticks the middle finger up. Joe Kessen is just a poser. Nothing else. Just a plain and simple poser.
