Post by hawkeye on Jan 10, 2022 2:04:16 GMT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9FyQNx8oyU
The FAWN crowd is rowdy as ever as George Thorogood's Bad to the Bone starts playing. It's not long before the Georgia Peach struts out from the back and makes her way to the ring. Dress for battle the brunette has on her Daisy Duke's and a black and red bikini top. The Bad Street resident climbs into the ring and calls for a mic.
DIXIE LONGSTREET:
"After what happened last month, Ya'll just been all over me askin’ what I did with my winnings." Longstreet grins as she walks around the ring, asking fans, "Ya'll wanna know?" The crowd cheer back in the affirmative. Dixie grins, "Ya'll know I'm a big family girl, and I spread the wealth. Gran-pappy got him a new spittoon to put by his recliner while he watches NASCAR." Dixie even mimics spitting at the new target. Then Dixie adds, "I got Momma and Daddy matching fishin' rods, It was their anniversary. Ya know they been married 25 years." Longstreet nods and claps a bit, the continues, "An I got myself, something special from Field and Stream! The real one, not the guy at the flea market."
It seems Dixie's shopping trip is about to be interrupted.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQKuFDL-kos&list=PLY0l0mB2D_sLqpLdCYmtL8ojiqEGmwbGC&index=16
Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA of the arena as Tiffani Dubois steps out from the back. Wearing a black fur coat, gold high heels with diamond studs on the straps, and a black dress that cuts off mid thigh. Looking furious towards the ring
This time accompanying the Socialite is a smartly dressed woman in glasses and a black sport coat carrying a briefcase.
The auburn-haired socialite bringing a microphone to her lips. "CUT THE MUSIC! You! You white trashed troglodyte! Shut your mouth and give me my money back!"
TIFFANI DUBOIS:
The woman in glasses suddenly putting her hands up as though to beg Tiffani to stop talking.
Dixie grins, "I got my buckle polished up real good!" She even lifts the huge belt buckle showing it off to the crowd. The arena lights catching off the gemstones making them flash as Longstreet moves her hips.
Longstreet looks up at the Socialite on the stage and addresses Tiffani, "Can't do it. All gone!"
The crowd laugh enjoying a more playful Georgia Peach.
The Socialite is clearly furious, the brunette woman standing between her and the ring lifting a microphone of her own as she climbs the ring steps with the furious Tiffani following behind.
"Thank you for that update, Miss Longstreet" the glasses wearing professional begins, as she climbs the ring steps before stepping through the ropes. Tiffani following behind her, glaring at the southern wrestler. "My name is Desiree Ex Parte, Miss Dubois' family attorney. While I understand that you believed you were in possession of funds that were yours, according to the stipulations OF the contest you were NOT entitled to these earnings."
DESIREE EX PARTE:
"SO GIVE IT BACK!" Tiffani screams as the crowd bursts out laughing, only angering the heiress further.
"...Miss Dubois, PLEASE let me handle this and do what you pay me to do." Tiffani begins to pout crossing her arms as she stands behind her attorney. "Now, Miss Longstreet, according to the rules of the game, that you entered into during the show in question, there are a few issues with the way you.... ahem.... won. Firstly, you did not sign the contract afforded to other participants in the game. Even the woman chosen from the audience to participate prior to your involvement signed the contract before being led from the audience to the ring. ADDITIONALLY, had you signed the contract you would have seen..." Miss Ex Parte opens her briefcase retrieving a piece of paper, "as exhibited in this photostatic copy, 'I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera . . . fax mentis incendium gloria culpum, et cetera, et cetera . . . memo bis punitor delicatum'.... it's all here in black and white..."
The crowd booing the legal jargon that the attorney is spilling out while Tiffani rolls her eyes, clearly having a tantrum.
While Ms Ex Parte Esquire is going over the contract, Dixie wanders to the ring apron and flicks her hand at one of the ring attendants. The mans shakes his head "No" but Dixie just glares until he pulls a round object from his pocket. The object arcs up to Dixie, who deftly catches and turning the object on its side slaps it in her hands a few times. The Georgia Peach looks back at the lawyer nodding as if she understands all the hogwash. Dixie stops right in front of Miss Ex Parte, taking the tin lid off the top Dixie takes a pinch of snuff and puts it in her lip. The lawyer looks a bit taken back and Tiffani looks like she might be sick as Dixie closes the can of snuff and puts it in her back pocket. Miss Ex Parte finishes. Longstreet says, "What the hell does that mean?"
Ms. Ex Parte takes a breath, showing she isn't intimidated by the southern wrestler in front of her. "In layman's terms, you did not sign a contract, however you did enter into a verbal agreement in front of several witnesses. Said agreement was that you agreed to be pinned by my client. And most wrestlers would agree that "being pinned" means for a count of three. By lifting your shoulder at two you broke the agreement therefore are in violation...."
Tiffani once again steps forward, her arms down at her side, screaming at Longstreet. "IT MEANS YOU DIDN'T DO THE JOB, YOU DON'T GET PAID!"
The attorney nods in agreement. "And, it would be in your best interest to just return the funds that you left with as any good attorney could prove in a court of law that those funds belong to my client." Ms. Ex Parte suddenly grins. "and I'm a very.... very good attorney"
Dixie holds up a finger, signaling the pair to wait, the ring attendant runs forward with a bottle handing it to the Georgia Peach and after spitting and replacing the cap Longstreet returns, “Ya’ll sound like one of them carpetbaggers.”
Longstreet stops the lawyer showing she does a bit of her rights, “Ya’ll be knowing about FAWN contracts? You can’t come in the ring withoutin signing ‘em. As I recall, they have a clause that says anyone runnin at the mouth, has to back it up.”
Longstreet opens the bottle spitting again, the Georgia Peach and the fans are amused to see the Socialite so flustered.
"YOU DIDN'T WIN! YOU SAID YOU WOULD LET ME PIN YOU!" Tiffani's outburst causes a look of frustration from her attorney who holds up a hand.
"Miss Longstreet, of course I've seen the FAWN contracts. I've also seen the contract that Miss Dubois signed in order for her games to be played on a monthly basis. And trust me.... You do not want for this to be dragged out longer than it needs to be. Just return the funds to my client and we can all walk away from this happily..."
Dixie shakes her head, clearly the Lawyer didn't understand the Bad Street Bitch. "Ya'll don't git 'er, I ain't talkin bout no pieces of paper. Here in FAWN we take care of things in the ring." Looking over at Tiffani, the Georgia Peach puckers her lips blowing a kiss towards Tiffani, "What, Ya'll say? Ya'll wanna settle this in the ring?"
Tiffani looks furious as she hears the Dixie's comment. Her face turning a shade of red as Ms Ex Parte turns to her client shaking her head "no" putting her hands up.
"I DID Finish things in the ring already! Until you cheated! You CHEATED!"
"Miss Dubois, please..."
"I'LL SHOW YOU! I'LL SHOW ALL OF YOU SHE CHEATED! I'LL HAPPILY GET IN THE RING WITH YOU TONIGHT!"
The crowd popping at Dubois losing her temper and falling into Longstreet's trap as the attorney holds the bridge of her nose to ease the tension headache her client has suddenly brought on.
The FAWN crowd is rowdy as ever as George Thorogood's Bad to the Bone starts playing. It's not long before the Georgia Peach struts out from the back and makes her way to the ring. Dress for battle the brunette has on her Daisy Duke's and a black and red bikini top. The Bad Street resident climbs into the ring and calls for a mic.
DIXIE LONGSTREET:
"After what happened last month, Ya'll just been all over me askin’ what I did with my winnings." Longstreet grins as she walks around the ring, asking fans, "Ya'll wanna know?" The crowd cheer back in the affirmative. Dixie grins, "Ya'll know I'm a big family girl, and I spread the wealth. Gran-pappy got him a new spittoon to put by his recliner while he watches NASCAR." Dixie even mimics spitting at the new target. Then Dixie adds, "I got Momma and Daddy matching fishin' rods, It was their anniversary. Ya know they been married 25 years." Longstreet nods and claps a bit, the continues, "An I got myself, something special from Field and Stream! The real one, not the guy at the flea market."
It seems Dixie's shopping trip is about to be interrupted.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQKuFDL-kos&list=PLY0l0mB2D_sLqpLdCYmtL8ojiqEGmwbGC&index=16
Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA of the arena as Tiffani Dubois steps out from the back. Wearing a black fur coat, gold high heels with diamond studs on the straps, and a black dress that cuts off mid thigh. Looking furious towards the ring
This time accompanying the Socialite is a smartly dressed woman in glasses and a black sport coat carrying a briefcase.
The auburn-haired socialite bringing a microphone to her lips. "CUT THE MUSIC! You! You white trashed troglodyte! Shut your mouth and give me my money back!"
TIFFANI DUBOIS:
The woman in glasses suddenly putting her hands up as though to beg Tiffani to stop talking.
Dixie grins, "I got my buckle polished up real good!" She even lifts the huge belt buckle showing it off to the crowd. The arena lights catching off the gemstones making them flash as Longstreet moves her hips.
Longstreet looks up at the Socialite on the stage and addresses Tiffani, "Can't do it. All gone!"
The crowd laugh enjoying a more playful Georgia Peach.
The Socialite is clearly furious, the brunette woman standing between her and the ring lifting a microphone of her own as she climbs the ring steps with the furious Tiffani following behind.
"Thank you for that update, Miss Longstreet" the glasses wearing professional begins, as she climbs the ring steps before stepping through the ropes. Tiffani following behind her, glaring at the southern wrestler. "My name is Desiree Ex Parte, Miss Dubois' family attorney. While I understand that you believed you were in possession of funds that were yours, according to the stipulations OF the contest you were NOT entitled to these earnings."
DESIREE EX PARTE:
"SO GIVE IT BACK!" Tiffani screams as the crowd bursts out laughing, only angering the heiress further.
"...Miss Dubois, PLEASE let me handle this and do what you pay me to do." Tiffani begins to pout crossing her arms as she stands behind her attorney. "Now, Miss Longstreet, according to the rules of the game, that you entered into during the show in question, there are a few issues with the way you.... ahem.... won. Firstly, you did not sign the contract afforded to other participants in the game. Even the woman chosen from the audience to participate prior to your involvement signed the contract before being led from the audience to the ring. ADDITIONALLY, had you signed the contract you would have seen..." Miss Ex Parte opens her briefcase retrieving a piece of paper, "as exhibited in this photostatic copy, 'I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera . . . fax mentis incendium gloria culpum, et cetera, et cetera . . . memo bis punitor delicatum'.... it's all here in black and white..."
The crowd booing the legal jargon that the attorney is spilling out while Tiffani rolls her eyes, clearly having a tantrum.
While Ms Ex Parte Esquire is going over the contract, Dixie wanders to the ring apron and flicks her hand at one of the ring attendants. The mans shakes his head "No" but Dixie just glares until he pulls a round object from his pocket. The object arcs up to Dixie, who deftly catches and turning the object on its side slaps it in her hands a few times. The Georgia Peach looks back at the lawyer nodding as if she understands all the hogwash. Dixie stops right in front of Miss Ex Parte, taking the tin lid off the top Dixie takes a pinch of snuff and puts it in her lip. The lawyer looks a bit taken back and Tiffani looks like she might be sick as Dixie closes the can of snuff and puts it in her back pocket. Miss Ex Parte finishes. Longstreet says, "What the hell does that mean?"
Ms. Ex Parte takes a breath, showing she isn't intimidated by the southern wrestler in front of her. "In layman's terms, you did not sign a contract, however you did enter into a verbal agreement in front of several witnesses. Said agreement was that you agreed to be pinned by my client. And most wrestlers would agree that "being pinned" means for a count of three. By lifting your shoulder at two you broke the agreement therefore are in violation...."
Tiffani once again steps forward, her arms down at her side, screaming at Longstreet. "IT MEANS YOU DIDN'T DO THE JOB, YOU DON'T GET PAID!"
The attorney nods in agreement. "And, it would be in your best interest to just return the funds that you left with as any good attorney could prove in a court of law that those funds belong to my client." Ms. Ex Parte suddenly grins. "and I'm a very.... very good attorney"
Dixie holds up a finger, signaling the pair to wait, the ring attendant runs forward with a bottle handing it to the Georgia Peach and after spitting and replacing the cap Longstreet returns, “Ya’ll sound like one of them carpetbaggers.”
Longstreet stops the lawyer showing she does a bit of her rights, “Ya’ll be knowing about FAWN contracts? You can’t come in the ring withoutin signing ‘em. As I recall, they have a clause that says anyone runnin at the mouth, has to back it up.”
Longstreet opens the bottle spitting again, the Georgia Peach and the fans are amused to see the Socialite so flustered.
"YOU DIDN'T WIN! YOU SAID YOU WOULD LET ME PIN YOU!" Tiffani's outburst causes a look of frustration from her attorney who holds up a hand.
"Miss Longstreet, of course I've seen the FAWN contracts. I've also seen the contract that Miss Dubois signed in order for her games to be played on a monthly basis. And trust me.... You do not want for this to be dragged out longer than it needs to be. Just return the funds to my client and we can all walk away from this happily..."
Dixie shakes her head, clearly the Lawyer didn't understand the Bad Street Bitch. "Ya'll don't git 'er, I ain't talkin bout no pieces of paper. Here in FAWN we take care of things in the ring." Looking over at Tiffani, the Georgia Peach puckers her lips blowing a kiss towards Tiffani, "What, Ya'll say? Ya'll wanna settle this in the ring?"
Tiffani looks furious as she hears the Dixie's comment. Her face turning a shade of red as Ms Ex Parte turns to her client shaking her head "no" putting her hands up.
"I DID Finish things in the ring already! Until you cheated! You CHEATED!"
"Miss Dubois, please..."
"I'LL SHOW YOU! I'LL SHOW ALL OF YOU SHE CHEATED! I'LL HAPPILY GET IN THE RING WITH YOU TONIGHT!"
The crowd popping at Dubois losing her temper and falling into Longstreet's trap as the attorney holds the bridge of her nose to ease the tension headache her client has suddenly brought on.