[bannedsycho] Outdoing Myself

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[bannedsycho] Outdoing Myself
Tweet Topic Started: Jul 19 2012, 12:45 AM (124 Views)
sychosys	Jul 19 2012, 12:45 AM Post #1
This Space For Rent Posts: 4,192 Group: Super Members Member #300 Joined: March 18, 2008	[Sitting in a plush chair in a room with a bright interior is Joe Petrow, looking into his laptop in full harried-banker mode, right down to the bifocals, slicked down hair, and suspenders. Also wearing a Madonna headset, we appear to join a conversation in progress.] JP: ...yeah, I finally got to see it all go down. You pulled it off like a pro, of course, even though I know that you hated letting those Bishops do that to you...yeah, we both know that you can beat Robert Donovan straight up, but that isn't what we needed you to do. Trust me, it's all for the greater good! Now listen....yeah, as a matter of fact, we're in the airport right now. Of course he's still the champ! We'll all be able to get together in a few days, and then we'll talk about where we go from here. Anyway, I'm proud of you man. We're gonna pull this off, and even Westwego will be a footnote in history! I'll be in touch, see you soon. [Apparently ending his conversation, Petrow pulls off his headset, briefly raises his glasses up to rub the bridge of his nose and, upon returning them, begins to speak, though it's not clear if he is addressing the camera or merely speaking aloud to himself.] JP: So let me get this straight. Dave is into the third round, exactly as I wanted. Watkins is breaking down exactly as I envisioned. The guy who will give Mr. Langseth exactly what he wants wins. Langseth DNA proves its superiority. The bastard son of Martinez gets destroyed. Even that goofy friend of mine gets another paycheck and makes a mockery of the company in the process. There ought to be a word for that feeling of uneasiness that you get when things start going TOO well. Surely something should have broke down by now. Even I can't make everything go this well! It's almost like...like there's a [A pleasant sounding female voice with a Japanese accent states "Preboarding for Deruta fright 284 to Ros Angeres will begin momentarary", snapping Petrow out of his train of thought.] JP: Let's move, Mr. Langseth! [the video abruptly ends]


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