Post by wasabi on Jan 11, 2022 9:59:34 GMT
Clink!
A pair of champagne glasses touch lightly as Happy Corbin and Madcap Moss take a sip from the ice cold liquid to celebrate the new year.
Happy Corbin: Isn’t this the life? New Year, New Company. Same grin on my face and a great party to celebrate it with great friends isn’t that right Madcap?
Madcap nods his head.
Madcap Moss: You know what you’re exactly right, Corbin! And the best part about it is that when we get back to wrestling in the new year. We’re working together
Happy Corbin: Ah! That just warms my heart. So who are we facing on the happiest of new years?
Madcap Moss: Get this, they call themselves the wingmen. But just between you and me I find their ability to do any sort of wingmanning a load of Cesar Baloney.
The two pause and then burst out into uncontrollable laughter clutching their stomachs as if this was the funniest joke in the world. Madcap Moss stops in between his wheezing to speak again.
Madcap Moss: If they were wingmen then that would make the two we’re facing in our debut. Overcooked and lean meat!
Happy Corbin laughs more falling backwards into his chair.
Happy Corbin: Nah, Nah. Moss stop you’re killing me it’s only the new year you gotta save some material for the rest of the world. And make them as happy as you make me! No one is going to be happy staring at some pervert mustached weirdo and his posse. They’re gonna call the cops and shut down the company! They should be thanking us for not just gracefully showing up and adding starpower to the company that is desperately needed, but for getting rid of the trash that will tank their shows. Hey we’re heroes in a way. And I am a very charitable person, I share your gift of laughter, and I help save companies. Because doing all of this puts a smile on my face!
He clinks glasses with Madcap Moss and takes a sip, the wide toothed grin returning to his face soon after.
Happy Corbin: And with a new years resolution to bring more joy to the wrestling world. I would say we are off to a really good start wouldn’t you?
Madcap Moss looks at the drink and thinks for a bit before downing his drink.
Madcap Moss: To the new years!
The doorbell rings and Corbin slams his hands on the arms of his chair getting up and going to the door.
Happy Corbin: Ah they have arrived!
Madcap Moss: What have?
Happy Corbin hands off a generous tip to the delivery man and comes back in with a Styrofoam case.
Happy Corbin: Well as we are taking on the wingmen. I like to show a bit of the good life, so I ordered this fresh from Gordon Ramsay’s restaurant.
He popped open the lid revealing some delicately sauced wings.
Happy Corbin: They’re probably used to some bars or places of ill report, that isn’t how we do things. So…
He pours Madcap Moss another glass of champagne.
Happy Corbin: Some fresh chicken on the bone, dressed with a handmade chili aioli, served on the side with fresh cut potato wedges seasoned with a handful of spices and all layered with gold of course. And for our drink, Perignon Champagne. Now we shall eat. And prepare.
They each daintily took a piece toasted each other and began their year in the good life, preparing for the wingmen.
A pair of champagne glasses touch lightly as Happy Corbin and Madcap Moss take a sip from the ice cold liquid to celebrate the new year.
Happy Corbin: Isn’t this the life? New Year, New Company. Same grin on my face and a great party to celebrate it with great friends isn’t that right Madcap?
Madcap nods his head.
Madcap Moss: You know what you’re exactly right, Corbin! And the best part about it is that when we get back to wrestling in the new year. We’re working together
Happy Corbin: Ah! That just warms my heart. So who are we facing on the happiest of new years?
Madcap Moss: Get this, they call themselves the wingmen. But just between you and me I find their ability to do any sort of wingmanning a load of Cesar Baloney.
The two pause and then burst out into uncontrollable laughter clutching their stomachs as if this was the funniest joke in the world. Madcap Moss stops in between his wheezing to speak again.
Madcap Moss: If they were wingmen then that would make the two we’re facing in our debut. Overcooked and lean meat!
Happy Corbin laughs more falling backwards into his chair.
Happy Corbin: Nah, Nah. Moss stop you’re killing me it’s only the new year you gotta save some material for the rest of the world. And make them as happy as you make me! No one is going to be happy staring at some pervert mustached weirdo and his posse. They’re gonna call the cops and shut down the company! They should be thanking us for not just gracefully showing up and adding starpower to the company that is desperately needed, but for getting rid of the trash that will tank their shows. Hey we’re heroes in a way. And I am a very charitable person, I share your gift of laughter, and I help save companies. Because doing all of this puts a smile on my face!
He clinks glasses with Madcap Moss and takes a sip, the wide toothed grin returning to his face soon after.
Happy Corbin: And with a new years resolution to bring more joy to the wrestling world. I would say we are off to a really good start wouldn’t you?
Madcap Moss looks at the drink and thinks for a bit before downing his drink.
Madcap Moss: To the new years!
The doorbell rings and Corbin slams his hands on the arms of his chair getting up and going to the door.
Happy Corbin: Ah they have arrived!
Madcap Moss: What have?
Happy Corbin hands off a generous tip to the delivery man and comes back in with a Styrofoam case.
Happy Corbin: Well as we are taking on the wingmen. I like to show a bit of the good life, so I ordered this fresh from Gordon Ramsay’s restaurant.
He popped open the lid revealing some delicately sauced wings.
Happy Corbin: They’re probably used to some bars or places of ill report, that isn’t how we do things. So…
He pours Madcap Moss another glass of champagne.
Happy Corbin: Some fresh chicken on the bone, dressed with a handmade chili aioli, served on the side with fresh cut potato wedges seasoned with a handful of spices and all layered with gold of course. And for our drink, Perignon Champagne. Now we shall eat. And prepare.
They each daintily took a piece toasted each other and began their year in the good life, preparing for the wingmen.