Post by Slim Pickens (H) on May 30, 2012 21:20:30 GMT -5
Is it possible that there could be two people, two men that where made just alike? In most cases involving the common man I would certainly hope not but in the case of Slim Pickens, to have two of him walking around on this wonder land called earth would truly be an honor. Yes it would be an honor to have two of the man that the wrestling world calls champ, that the fans stand up and cheer for every time he walks out on the stage and again an honor to have a man that should be president because of all the good and great things he does for the world.
[color=green It’s a beautiful evening in Independence, Missouri, the sun has been shining brightly all day and everything from the grass to the flowers to the trees is growing like there is no tomorrow. On the edge of town we find a beautiful four bedroom ranch style brick home with its front lawn manicured so precise that it looks like someone with hand scissors did it. The flower beds across the front are filled with multiple colored flowers of every size and shape and to look at this home makes you think it was taken out of a picture book. Yes folks, this IS the home of Slim Pickens and yes it has been said that it is the eighth wonder of the world.
Inside the home we find Slim sitting in his den behind his hand crafted oak desk with his feet propped up on the desk and a crystal glass filled with four fingers of Jack sitting next to him.[/color]
“Welcome all my wrestling fans! Welcome to my home! Yes, it is true, I have come to this humble fed to grace you with my presents. I am the man that everybody talks about and all of the lowly wrestlers want to be. I am the man who can walk the walk and talk the talk. I am the man that women dream about at night and men “FEAR” in the day time. I give all of you my permission to look up to me and to respect me for the man all of you want to be. Now get out of my home and don’t come back unless you’re invited.”
He reaches down and picks up the crystal glass and makes quick work of the four fingers of Jack that was side. He stands up and walks across the room to his hand made oak bar and reaching for the bottle pours another four fingers into the crystal glass.
“Now for any of you who think they are better than me I am going to provide you with the location that you all can plant your ruby red lips,
and for the rest of you, pick a card to see who the next one will be that learns the lesson from the greatest wrestler in the world, MR. SLIM PICKENS.”
When the champ speaks you had better listen!
[color=green It’s a beautiful evening in Independence, Missouri, the sun has been shining brightly all day and everything from the grass to the flowers to the trees is growing like there is no tomorrow. On the edge of town we find a beautiful four bedroom ranch style brick home with its front lawn manicured so precise that it looks like someone with hand scissors did it. The flower beds across the front are filled with multiple colored flowers of every size and shape and to look at this home makes you think it was taken out of a picture book. Yes folks, this IS the home of Slim Pickens and yes it has been said that it is the eighth wonder of the world.
Inside the home we find Slim sitting in his den behind his hand crafted oak desk with his feet propped up on the desk and a crystal glass filled with four fingers of Jack sitting next to him.[/color]
“Welcome all my wrestling fans! Welcome to my home! Yes, it is true, I have come to this humble fed to grace you with my presents. I am the man that everybody talks about and all of the lowly wrestlers want to be. I am the man who can walk the walk and talk the talk. I am the man that women dream about at night and men “FEAR” in the day time. I give all of you my permission to look up to me and to respect me for the man all of you want to be. Now get out of my home and don’t come back unless you’re invited.”
He reaches down and picks up the crystal glass and makes quick work of the four fingers of Jack that was side. He stands up and walks across the room to his hand made oak bar and reaching for the bottle pours another four fingers into the crystal glass.
“Now for any of you who think they are better than me I am going to provide you with the location that you all can plant your ruby red lips,
and for the rest of you, pick a card to see who the next one will be that learns the lesson from the greatest wrestler in the world, MR. SLIM PICKENS.”
When the champ speaks you had better listen!
