Post by John E Depth on Jan 12, 2017 21:54:49 GMT -5
Depth canvasses the OCW roster for the fiftieth time. Or was it the fifty-sixth? He had lost count. Shootah is splicing together footage from their latest film project. Depth tosses the roster sheet down. The faces of OCW become visible. He spits at it, missing and hitting their cat. The cat hisses and scurries off.
John E Depth: I hate that cat.
Shootah: We can always toss it back out the window we found it, B.
John E. Depth: Nah, it makes us look normal.
Shootah: I dunno, B. I've heard it makes us look gay.
John E. Depth: I don't live in a world that splices people into groups of straight, gay, or whatever they call those people who have sex with animals. I homogenize. We're all humans, bro.
Shootah: So, you would have sex with me right now?
Shootah stands up, threatening to pull his sweat pants down. They are dirty and full of holes.
John E. Depth: Don't be ridiculous!
Shootah rolls his eyes and goes back to splicing.
Shootah: Yo, B, when are we gonna move to digital. I get porn has a tradition of being grainy and shit, I just think it's time we moved on, ya dig?
John E. Depth: Nah man, our niche comes from the fact we produce authentic looking shit. People like to think they are watching real sex. They don't want some big tittied blonde named Desire strutting into a guy's apartment and going down on him in seconds. That shit ain't real, man.
Shootah: For the right dollar it is, B.
John E. Depth: Quit shooting down my theory.
Shootah: Hey, that's why they call me...
John E. Depth: Fuck off. I'm still pissed there aren't any women on the OCW roster.
Shootah: So that's what you're all ripped about? And here I was thinking it was the cat.
John E. Depth: I was made to believe there'd be an ample supply of women to tangle with in the ring. Just a bunch of muscle headed goons.
Shootah: You wanted to scout for potential talent?
John E. Depth: Maybe? Seems to me pro wrestling is a step up from prostitution.
Shootah: Or a step down, B. I've seen some stank ass wrestling.
John E. Depth: True. Oh well, this backstage interviewer looks alright. Her name is Whore, too. Which seems like a promising start for a future career change.
Shootah: True that.
Shootah finishes splicing.
Shootah: There we go, B. Shit is ready for distribution.
John E. Depth: Hook that shit up, let's run a preview.
Shootah: Together?
John E. Depth: No you fucking perv! Go feed the cat, I'll let you know how it goes.
Shootah: Aight then.
And with that, Depth sits down to enjoy a homemade porno film while Shootah deals with the cat.
John E Depth: I hate that cat.
Shootah: We can always toss it back out the window we found it, B.
John E. Depth: Nah, it makes us look normal.
Shootah: I dunno, B. I've heard it makes us look gay.
John E. Depth: I don't live in a world that splices people into groups of straight, gay, or whatever they call those people who have sex with animals. I homogenize. We're all humans, bro.
Shootah: So, you would have sex with me right now?
Shootah stands up, threatening to pull his sweat pants down. They are dirty and full of holes.
John E. Depth: Don't be ridiculous!
Shootah rolls his eyes and goes back to splicing.
Shootah: Yo, B, when are we gonna move to digital. I get porn has a tradition of being grainy and shit, I just think it's time we moved on, ya dig?
John E. Depth: Nah man, our niche comes from the fact we produce authentic looking shit. People like to think they are watching real sex. They don't want some big tittied blonde named Desire strutting into a guy's apartment and going down on him in seconds. That shit ain't real, man.
Shootah: For the right dollar it is, B.
John E. Depth: Quit shooting down my theory.
Shootah: Hey, that's why they call me...
John E. Depth: Fuck off. I'm still pissed there aren't any women on the OCW roster.
Shootah: So that's what you're all ripped about? And here I was thinking it was the cat.
John E. Depth: I was made to believe there'd be an ample supply of women to tangle with in the ring. Just a bunch of muscle headed goons.
Shootah: You wanted to scout for potential talent?
John E. Depth: Maybe? Seems to me pro wrestling is a step up from prostitution.
Shootah: Or a step down, B. I've seen some stank ass wrestling.
John E. Depth: True. Oh well, this backstage interviewer looks alright. Her name is Whore, too. Which seems like a promising start for a future career change.
Shootah: True that.
Shootah finishes splicing.
Shootah: There we go, B. Shit is ready for distribution.
John E. Depth: Hook that shit up, let's run a preview.
Shootah: Together?
John E. Depth: No you fucking perv! Go feed the cat, I'll let you know how it goes.
Shootah: Aight then.
And with that, Depth sits down to enjoy a homemade porno film while Shootah deals with the cat.
