Post by eldouchobaggo on May 1, 2011 22:14:02 GMT -5
Doucho is in his locker room reclined in his favorite chair he takes the top card off a deck of cards and throws it at a hat on the floor it hits the inside then tips over the rim then flips out resting at an angle against the brim joining a dozen or so cards in and around the hat.
“I should be cutting a promo, or going over my plans for tonight with my crew, fuck there’s any number of productive things I could be; should be doing. That’s been the story all week. When I should have been working out or sparring or reviewing tapes I did, nothing.
I don’t know what it is I just can’t get motivated. It’s not that I can’t take Ben Eckford seriously; even though his X-Rated stage name is retarded. I don’t really think it’s his fault. He might be able to give me a challenge especially in my current state of melancholy.
It’s just something about RoP lately. Nobody seems all that motivated. No reason for me to go the extra mile in nobody else does. If their half assing it I’ll half ass it and beat them the same way I would if we were both giving our all, only perhaps a little less spectacularly.
Uh, fuck almost time for my match. Time to earn my keep. Fuck this shit.”
He tosses the remainder of the deck at the hat. The bulk of it hits the center of the hat and a few slide out.
“I should be cutting a promo, or going over my plans for tonight with my crew, fuck there’s any number of productive things I could be; should be doing. That’s been the story all week. When I should have been working out or sparring or reviewing tapes I did, nothing.
I don’t know what it is I just can’t get motivated. It’s not that I can’t take Ben Eckford seriously; even though his X-Rated stage name is retarded. I don’t really think it’s his fault. He might be able to give me a challenge especially in my current state of melancholy.
It’s just something about RoP lately. Nobody seems all that motivated. No reason for me to go the extra mile in nobody else does. If their half assing it I’ll half ass it and beat them the same way I would if we were both giving our all, only perhaps a little less spectacularly.
Uh, fuck almost time for my match. Time to earn my keep. Fuck this shit.”
He tosses the remainder of the deck at the hat. The bulk of it hits the center of the hat and a few slide out.