Post by Cornbread Mafia on Aug 21, 2014 22:48:36 GMT -6
The camera opens to find thick southern accents, specifically from South Carolina, emanating from the right near a wall behind the Sphinx in the Luxor on the vegas strip. As the camera pans over, it finds Cameron and Shawn Worley, the Cornbread Mafia, seemingly waiting for it to arrive. as it moves in closer, Cameron nods expectantly.
Cameron Worley: Shit, took y’all long enough!
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: We was bout to call Willie and Waylon…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Yeah, cause you know the Birdz wouldn’t have been a good idea.
Shawn starts laughing.
Shawn Worley: Good God, no. Vikki alone would have probably picked a fight with half the guys in here and Jessie and Daisy probably would have mae go even crazier, especially when somebody inevitably called Daisy stupid.
Cameron grins, nodding in agreement.
Cameron Worley: She is a sweet little thing, though.
Shawn laughs out loud.
Shawn Worley: Ain’t nothing small about that tall drink of water!
Cameron starts laughing too.
Cameron Worley: True, she is Double D for a reason.
Shawn nods knowingly.
Shawn Worley: Sho nuff is!
Cameron nods, seemingly suddenly noticing the camera’s there again.
Cameron Worley: Right, so now we’re liars too…
Shawn shakes his head in utter disbelief.
Shawn Worley: We is?
Cameron shrugs, his annoyance level obviously high at the moment.
Cameron Worley: if you listened to this masked fucker, yeah.
Shawn shakes his head.
Shawn Worley: Why’s he think we’re liars?
Cameron just stares at the wall.
Cameron Worley: Because apparently he finds it totally believable that the Children and Joshua would be total bastards to literally everybody else in some fashion, be it not booking Murphy and Krown or setting Arsenal against each other or attacking people like Baron but not us…
Shawn looks at his brother like he must be joking.
Shawn Worley: What the fuck is that?
Cameron shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: Let me get this straight…
Both brothers turn to face the camera.
Cameron Worley: A masked man who couldn’t even be assed to help his own goddamn partner is gonna basically dismiss us and call us liars because, well, what else is he gonna do when he’s been here for a hot minute and the first thing he was stick his partner in the ass and then question the victim’s loyalty?
Shawn’s eyes go wide.
Shawn Worley: Sho did?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Sho as hell did! So now they’re both just dismissing us the same way Murphy and krown did and why? Because they both figure if we weren’t allowed on, that means we obviously aren’t on their level even though it sounded like they couldn’t even say the word “cornbread” as one word.
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: Damn, they just razor sharp… ain’t they?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Boys, you’re gonna learn the same damn way Murphy and Krown did and the same way anyone else is gonna if they step in the ring with us. Joke all you want about where we’re from and what you think that means about us, it don’t mean a damn thing about our abilities the same way pointing out Baron is a damn pimp means anything about his. He’s still a damn good wrestler and I’m sure the masked man is too, whomever he is, if what he said about being in the sport for fifteen years is true. Our family has been in the ring almost as long and many of them have managed to step and win championships too. Now it’s our time to step and show you all that the Cornbread Mafia isn’t just about bootleg whiskey, it’s about kicking ass too!
Shawn nods, equally determined.
Shawn Worley: Y’all damn right it is and if you think you’re just gonna roll over us because you don’t like our accents, we’ll take the joke you think we are and shove it right up your ass! Rednecks? You DAMN skippy we’re rednecks…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: American by birth!
Shawn Worley: Southern by the grace of God!
Cameron Worley: Shit, took y’all long enough!
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: We was bout to call Willie and Waylon…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Yeah, cause you know the Birdz wouldn’t have been a good idea.
Shawn starts laughing.
Shawn Worley: Good God, no. Vikki alone would have probably picked a fight with half the guys in here and Jessie and Daisy probably would have mae go even crazier, especially when somebody inevitably called Daisy stupid.
Cameron grins, nodding in agreement.
Cameron Worley: She is a sweet little thing, though.
Shawn laughs out loud.
Shawn Worley: Ain’t nothing small about that tall drink of water!
Cameron starts laughing too.
Cameron Worley: True, she is Double D for a reason.
Shawn nods knowingly.
Shawn Worley: Sho nuff is!
Cameron nods, seemingly suddenly noticing the camera’s there again.
Cameron Worley: Right, so now we’re liars too…
Shawn shakes his head in utter disbelief.
Shawn Worley: We is?
Cameron shrugs, his annoyance level obviously high at the moment.
Cameron Worley: if you listened to this masked fucker, yeah.
Shawn shakes his head.
Shawn Worley: Why’s he think we’re liars?
Cameron just stares at the wall.
Cameron Worley: Because apparently he finds it totally believable that the Children and Joshua would be total bastards to literally everybody else in some fashion, be it not booking Murphy and Krown or setting Arsenal against each other or attacking people like Baron but not us…
Shawn looks at his brother like he must be joking.
Shawn Worley: What the fuck is that?
Cameron shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: Let me get this straight…
Both brothers turn to face the camera.
Cameron Worley: A masked man who couldn’t even be assed to help his own goddamn partner is gonna basically dismiss us and call us liars because, well, what else is he gonna do when he’s been here for a hot minute and the first thing he was stick his partner in the ass and then question the victim’s loyalty?
Shawn’s eyes go wide.
Shawn Worley: Sho did?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Sho as hell did! So now they’re both just dismissing us the same way Murphy and krown did and why? Because they both figure if we weren’t allowed on, that means we obviously aren’t on their level even though it sounded like they couldn’t even say the word “cornbread” as one word.
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: Damn, they just razor sharp… ain’t they?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Boys, you’re gonna learn the same damn way Murphy and Krown did and the same way anyone else is gonna if they step in the ring with us. Joke all you want about where we’re from and what you think that means about us, it don’t mean a damn thing about our abilities the same way pointing out Baron is a damn pimp means anything about his. He’s still a damn good wrestler and I’m sure the masked man is too, whomever he is, if what he said about being in the sport for fifteen years is true. Our family has been in the ring almost as long and many of them have managed to step and win championships too. Now it’s our time to step and show you all that the Cornbread Mafia isn’t just about bootleg whiskey, it’s about kicking ass too!
Shawn nods, equally determined.
Shawn Worley: Y’all damn right it is and if you think you’re just gonna roll over us because you don’t like our accents, we’ll take the joke you think we are and shove it right up your ass! Rednecks? You DAMN skippy we’re rednecks…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: American by birth!
Shawn Worley: Southern by the grace of God!
