Post by Bob Grenier on Jan 14, 2023 17:53:21 GMT -5
OOC: I'm a little rusty. It's pretty short.
In throws of panic and crippling anxiety our fallen hero has remained out of sight for sometime. There was that one lame attempt at a comeback that was not planned thoroughly. Let's forget about that.
It was a bust.
He retreated to the shadows once more and told himself the day he decided to return there would be no attempt at a new gimmick, No manager. No catch phrases.
Just Bob Grenier smoking weed and kicking heads in. Like it's always been.
In therapy one particular session he spoke of shame, Of not wanting to show his face around OCW after the no shows and failed comebacks. He spoke of losing his sense of purpose in his professional and personal life.
He spoke of laying around for two weeks on the couch in his underwear, Masturbating between episodes of Maury Povich and The Steve Wilkos show. He spoke of the death of his beloved dog. When it was suggested his sense of purpose is Online Championship Wrestling and he should just return for the love of it, He shot it down. They told him to get a kitten.
In some random parking lot Bob runs into a "cat lady". She's dressed in rags and smells like piss. She probably hasn't showered in 10 years. She holds a cardboard box full of kittens.
"These are the hero's of tomorrow in this cardboard box!"
She picks up one particular Kitty.
"Her name is Kirby, She's a true life companion that you will most certainly fall in love with. She chases strings, tails and lasers. She's the greatest warrior of all time."
He slips her a $20 bill and stashes the cat under his arm. Bob takes off with his head lowered like he just copped some illegal drugs. He puts the cat in the passenger seat of his truck. It stares back at him.
"Look here Kirby, Let's get something straight . I'm not a cat person. Never have been.. But my therapist recommended I find myself a sense of purpose.. So I figure you and I can just cohabitate..."
MEOW!
"Look like a million bucks there Kirb!"
MEOW!
Kirby jumps in Bob's lap as he navigates his truck back to the farm. Back at the haunt, Bob Grenier finds god in a bag of marijuana as Kirby immediately shreds a pair of ear buds. Kirby pauses the destruction momentarily and attempts to remedy her cow lick. Once the grooming process is complete, She carries on doing cat things under the watchful eye of her handler. Bob picks up the shredded head phones and tosses them into the garbage.
"Find a sense of purpose the therapist told me, Get a cat they said!"
Exasperated, Bob throws his hands in the air. Kirby has just puked up his meow mix and proceeded to lick it up. He looks at Bob, Probably thinking about a glorious glass bowl rich with goldfish.
She takes a pair of socks hostage and the look in her eye says she might be a wizard. Kirby then hides her 9 week old frame in a slipper. She spots a mouse and attempts to pounce on it. The mouse escapes.
Kirby is a mere mouser in training.
"Kirby, What are you doing now?"
Kirby has just knocked a bong off the counter. It smashes into pieces. Kirby carries on like he owns the place.
Kirby falls asleep on the toaster in the kitchen.
Bob falls asleep on the couch in the living room.
When he wakes up in the morning, Things just seem to click. Just like that he packs his bags, He leaves enough food out for a week and he begins to drive. He leaves Timmins, Ontario, Canada and drives for 32 hours. 3302 kilometres later a smile crosses his face as a billboard reads "Now Entering Key West"
The King of Bong Style has just re-entered the picture.
This week is all about getting your feet weet. Dipping your toes back in the water, Before you just decide to jump back in.
ALL IC BRO is about to get stomped out by the greatest professional wrestler of all time.
It's a brand new day, Choads.
In throws of panic and crippling anxiety our fallen hero has remained out of sight for sometime. There was that one lame attempt at a comeback that was not planned thoroughly. Let's forget about that.
It was a bust.
He retreated to the shadows once more and told himself the day he decided to return there would be no attempt at a new gimmick, No manager. No catch phrases.
Just Bob Grenier smoking weed and kicking heads in. Like it's always been.
In therapy one particular session he spoke of shame, Of not wanting to show his face around OCW after the no shows and failed comebacks. He spoke of losing his sense of purpose in his professional and personal life.
He spoke of laying around for two weeks on the couch in his underwear, Masturbating between episodes of Maury Povich and The Steve Wilkos show. He spoke of the death of his beloved dog. When it was suggested his sense of purpose is Online Championship Wrestling and he should just return for the love of it, He shot it down. They told him to get a kitten.
In some random parking lot Bob runs into a "cat lady". She's dressed in rags and smells like piss. She probably hasn't showered in 10 years. She holds a cardboard box full of kittens.
"These are the hero's of tomorrow in this cardboard box!"
She picks up one particular Kitty.
"Her name is Kirby, She's a true life companion that you will most certainly fall in love with. She chases strings, tails and lasers. She's the greatest warrior of all time."
He slips her a $20 bill and stashes the cat under his arm. Bob takes off with his head lowered like he just copped some illegal drugs. He puts the cat in the passenger seat of his truck. It stares back at him.
"Look here Kirby, Let's get something straight . I'm not a cat person. Never have been.. But my therapist recommended I find myself a sense of purpose.. So I figure you and I can just cohabitate..."
MEOW!
"Look like a million bucks there Kirb!"
MEOW!
Kirby jumps in Bob's lap as he navigates his truck back to the farm. Back at the haunt, Bob Grenier finds god in a bag of marijuana as Kirby immediately shreds a pair of ear buds. Kirby pauses the destruction momentarily and attempts to remedy her cow lick. Once the grooming process is complete, She carries on doing cat things under the watchful eye of her handler. Bob picks up the shredded head phones and tosses them into the garbage.
"Find a sense of purpose the therapist told me, Get a cat they said!"
Exasperated, Bob throws his hands in the air. Kirby has just puked up his meow mix and proceeded to lick it up. He looks at Bob, Probably thinking about a glorious glass bowl rich with goldfish.
She takes a pair of socks hostage and the look in her eye says she might be a wizard. Kirby then hides her 9 week old frame in a slipper. She spots a mouse and attempts to pounce on it. The mouse escapes.
Kirby is a mere mouser in training.
"Kirby, What are you doing now?"
Kirby has just knocked a bong off the counter. It smashes into pieces. Kirby carries on like he owns the place.
Kirby falls asleep on the toaster in the kitchen.
Bob falls asleep on the couch in the living room.
When he wakes up in the morning, Things just seem to click. Just like that he packs his bags, He leaves enough food out for a week and he begins to drive. He leaves Timmins, Ontario, Canada and drives for 32 hours. 3302 kilometres later a smile crosses his face as a billboard reads "Now Entering Key West"
The King of Bong Style has just re-entered the picture.
This week is all about getting your feet weet. Dipping your toes back in the water, Before you just decide to jump back in.
ALL IC BRO is about to get stomped out by the greatest professional wrestler of all time.
It's a brand new day, Choads.