Post by Andrew Jackson™ on Jul 11, 2016 23:24:57 GMT -6
Place: Royal Palace, Wadiya, Africa.
Time: 8:00pm CAT 8/11/2016
Not the fairy tale beginning I hoped for but alas its still the genesis of my road to greatness. I knew there would be would be bumps and bruises in my future when I decided to become a professional wrestler but I didn't expect it this soon, and what's worse is the injuries were not sustained within the fight. The police informed me they are doing their investigations but I can already tell my cars brakes were cut and the result of the accident that followed is beneath the bandage that is wrapped around my head whilst I seat adjacent to general Aladeen. He has on just his white robe, though he is the ruler of Wadiya, he also happens to be my bestfriend; this was a very formal visit and my attire tells the same story I'm dressed in a t-shirt and jeans trousers with just flipflops on my feet.
A couple hours after the show ended and I lay on the hospital bed I got a call from Aladeen requesting I make the trip to Wadiya, I assumed he was worried about my health, I was wrong.
"You let a man with huge breasts beat you Raslan"
He yells it out and then slaps his knees goes crazy with his snickering laughter. The joke was not one which I happened to shared his amusement in.
"Well, it definitely was not the debut I hoped for"
Aladeen accesses me a little bit before he replies.
"I don't know what your problem is, you are rich and if you just kill your father you can become a ruler like me, yet you prefer to put on tights and rub your sweat over other men"
"We are not having this discussion again Aladeen, besides I am in too deep right now. He tried to kill me! and for that I will make his whole world crumble around him. He sees me as a man who plays within the confines of wrestling, well I am about to expand my horizon. I will start with his little girl scout crew. I will destroy everything he has worked for on the streets of NYC, and when I'm done with that, I will come for him once more. And this time, I would be ready."
Aladeen chuckles a little and then replies with something totally unrelated.
"Do you know why women always turn left?"
"That's ridiculous they TURN RIGHT TOO"
"Nope, they either take my left or their left"
I shake my head and brace for the punchline to his horrendous sexist joke as I reluctantly ask 'why'
"Because they have no rights"
I busts out laughing slapping his knee repeatedly whilst he drowns in his humor and I just wait for him to be done so we could continue our conversation. Once he was done, he flicked a tear drop from under his right eye and then his attention returned to me.
"How do you intend to take him down on the streets, from what I hear your girl scout captain is a tout"
"Well that is where I need your help. I don't suppose you happen to have illegal channels to narcotics which run into the US? I know you do, I would like to be your business partner, I make the call and tell you where to send it"
Aladeens pupils dance around his sockets before he responds
"I don't know what you have planned Sheikh and I don't care, as long as you can make me some money. We will definitely split the sales 50/50. And don't worry about quantity, I can ship enough drugs to turn the entire USA into Mexico"
"Oh, don't worry, you can have the 100 percent, I'm not doing it for the money, I will give you a call"
Oh the glee is hard to hide but I'm able to show tone it down to a single smirk. We greet each other goodbye with our foreheads touching (An Arab greeting) and then I make my way down his marble indoor steps, heading for the exit as the scene starts to fade.