"MacKenzie Irish Kordell! What the hell are you doing?" Rylie shrieked, staring at her friend in utter amazement. "What? And never call me by my full fucking name." Mac glanced up, trying to look innocent, though failing horribly. "I've given up on her." Josh commented, sprawled across one of the lush couches adorning Evolution's dressing room. "Mwaha! You will fall to my might!"
"Mac, your might is a bunch of pennies... a bunch of stacked pennies." Josh commented, not bothering to look up from his WWE Magazine, with a pull out of Torrie Wilson's Playmate photoshoot. Both females glanced at him in disgust, before MacKenzie gave her explanation. "It's my penny army. They'll take over the world, one cent at a time."
"Sweet!"
~oOo~
"What the hell is going on in here?" Ric inquired, glancing, startled, about the dressing room. Dave and Randy poked their heads in after the elder, the former shaking his head while the latter snickered. "What?" Rylie glanced up at them, confused. Josh shook his head again, now having moved onto some other magazine best left unmentioned.
"It's our penny army, who's attacking the nickle city. And see? The dimes are allied with the nickles, and the quarters are backing up the pennies. All hail the pennies! Don't you dare step on our pyramids." Mac growled, aimed at Randy, who had entered the room. Dave poked at the piles of coins, eyebrow raised. "Ok then."
"Hey, ye want me to get something else for you bizarre chicks to play with?" Josh flashed a smile, as quiery was given. Rylie looked up, about to answer positively, when Mac clamped a hand over the other's mouth. "Muffin, jus' don't answer."
"Why?" Rylie glanced about the room, as everyone inhabiting it burst into laughter. Mac simply shook her head. "Just don't, you'd be the wiser for it." After a moment's ponderance, Rylie winced. "Oh god that's wrong!"
"Mac, your might is a bunch of pennies... a bunch of stacked pennies." Josh commented, not bothering to look up from his WWE Magazine, with a pull out of Torrie Wilson's Playmate photoshoot. Both females glanced at him in disgust, before MacKenzie gave her explanation. "It's my penny army. They'll take over the world, one cent at a time."
"Sweet!"
~oOo~
"What the hell is going on in here?" Ric inquired, glancing, startled, about the dressing room. Dave and Randy poked their heads in after the elder, the former shaking his head while the latter snickered. "What?" Rylie glanced up at them, confused. Josh shook his head again, now having moved onto some other magazine best left unmentioned.
"It's our penny army, who's attacking the nickle city. And see? The dimes are allied with the nickles, and the quarters are backing up the pennies. All hail the pennies! Don't you dare step on our pyramids." Mac growled, aimed at Randy, who had entered the room. Dave poked at the piles of coins, eyebrow raised. "Ok then."
"Hey, ye want me to get something else for you bizarre chicks to play with?" Josh flashed a smile, as quiery was given. Rylie looked up, about to answer positively, when Mac clamped a hand over the other's mouth. "Muffin, jus' don't answer."
"Why?" Rylie glanced about the room, as everyone inhabiting it burst into laughter. Mac simply shook her head. "Just don't, you'd be the wiser for it." After a moment's ponderance, Rylie winced. "Oh god that's wrong!"