Shopping With Wrestlers
Stone Cold Steve Austin
Disclaimer: I still own no one but me.
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Stone Cold Steve Austin: -enters our store, which is now a liquor store-
Jadyn: -has finally gotten rid of Kurt by threatening to call the police, and besides, she was out of Pocky- I'm so glad he's gone. -catches sight of SCSA- Hi. How can I help you?
SCSA: I need beer. WHAT? A brewski. WHAT? Some hops. WHAT? A Stevewiser. WHAT? A-
-gets cut off by Jadyn-
Jadyn: Why are you talking like that?
SCSA: Don't cut off Stone Cold. WHAT? Don't interrupt. WHAT? It's rude. WHAT?
Unseen Crowd (U.C): WHAT?
SCSA: WHAT?
U.C.: WHAT?
Jadyn: Hey, where'd you people come from?!
U.C: WHAT?
Jadyn: -getting tired off this- SHUT UP!
U.C.: -crickets chirping-
SCSA: So can I get my beer? WHAT?
Jadyn: I need to see ID.
SCSA: -roots through his pockets until he finds a driver's license that is at least ten years old-
Jadyn: I'm sorry sir, that's not you.
SCSA: WHAT? What, do you mean, it's not me? Of course it's Stone Cold, and that's the bottom line-
SCSA and U.C.: 'Cause Stone Cold said so!
Jadyn: Uh-huh. Well, regardless of what you say, this isn't you. For one thing, the name on here is Steve Williams, not Stone Cold. For another, this guy's got hair.
SCSA: -dropping his persona, leaning and whispering to Jadyn- Look, my real name is Steve Williams. That's just a really old picture. Can't you give me some beer? I'll even bring my wife in if you want me to.
Jadyn: Nah, that's okay, Steve. I believe ya. Go get some beer.
SCSA: Wa-hoo!
Jadyn: -yawns and begins to buff her nails as SCSA runs away in glee-
~~~ 10 LONG minutes later ~~~
SCSA: -smiling, he piles at least two dozen twelve-packs of beer on the counter-
Jadyn: Whoa! You're actually gonna drink all this?
SCSA: Within six hours, yeah.
Jadyn: Okay, give me a fifty and we'll call it even.
SCSA: Thank you so, so, so much. -sobbing in happiness, he hugs her around the waist-
Jadyn: -sighs and pats his bald head-
Stone Cold Steve Austin
Disclaimer: I still own no one but me.
~~~
Stone Cold Steve Austin: -enters our store, which is now a liquor store-
Jadyn: -has finally gotten rid of Kurt by threatening to call the police, and besides, she was out of Pocky- I'm so glad he's gone. -catches sight of SCSA- Hi. How can I help you?
SCSA: I need beer. WHAT? A brewski. WHAT? Some hops. WHAT? A Stevewiser. WHAT? A-
-gets cut off by Jadyn-
Jadyn: Why are you talking like that?
SCSA: Don't cut off Stone Cold. WHAT? Don't interrupt. WHAT? It's rude. WHAT?
Unseen Crowd (U.C): WHAT?
SCSA: WHAT?
U.C.: WHAT?
Jadyn: Hey, where'd you people come from?!
U.C: WHAT?
Jadyn: -getting tired off this- SHUT UP!
U.C.: -crickets chirping-
SCSA: So can I get my beer? WHAT?
Jadyn: I need to see ID.
SCSA: -roots through his pockets until he finds a driver's license that is at least ten years old-
Jadyn: I'm sorry sir, that's not you.
SCSA: WHAT? What, do you mean, it's not me? Of course it's Stone Cold, and that's the bottom line-
SCSA and U.C.: 'Cause Stone Cold said so!
Jadyn: Uh-huh. Well, regardless of what you say, this isn't you. For one thing, the name on here is Steve Williams, not Stone Cold. For another, this guy's got hair.
SCSA: -dropping his persona, leaning and whispering to Jadyn- Look, my real name is Steve Williams. That's just a really old picture. Can't you give me some beer? I'll even bring my wife in if you want me to.
Jadyn: Nah, that's okay, Steve. I believe ya. Go get some beer.
SCSA: Wa-hoo!
Jadyn: -yawns and begins to buff her nails as SCSA runs away in glee-
~~~ 10 LONG minutes later ~~~
SCSA: -smiling, he piles at least two dozen twelve-packs of beer on the counter-
Jadyn: Whoa! You're actually gonna drink all this?
SCSA: Within six hours, yeah.
Jadyn: Okay, give me a fifty and we'll call it even.
SCSA: Thank you so, so, so much. -sobbing in happiness, he hugs her around the waist-
Jadyn: -sighs and pats his bald head-