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It wasn't long after I arrived to the day after forever, I decided to pick up a job. Kimberly has been on my neck for long concerning my jobless nature. She had even threatened to beat me up on several occasions if I don't get a job ASAP. I'll always laugh at her words out saying to myself, she's only a woman and her threats are mere bluffs. One faithful evening, I called to tell her that I just secured a job in the WWE. On my arrival home, she welcomed me graciously and that was a perfect moment for us. As we celebrated, I received a call from the WWE management stating that my debut match would be against an anonymous fighter and its a dancing show off come Friday. Any one who dances better wins the match and if I fail to dance, I'll loose my job. I wasn't bothered at all for I knew I was a good dancer. Kimberly herself taught me some moves prior to the match.
MATCH DAY 1.
I danced out my locker room and headed for the ring, wearing my robe so as not to disclose my dancing kit yet. As I marched to the ring, the following ensued;
REFEREE; Hey yo, dumb fat ass RING WARMER, ain't you supposed to be putting on your dancing attire?
ME; Who you calling a fat ass? You Zebra stripped piece of sh*t with a buffalo's dumbo brain. I guess you from zebrawood, aye?!
REFEREE; How you expect me to be a zebra and have buffalo's brain?
ME; Of course, you're a ZEB-FFALO while I'm the brainiac here present. So why don't you pedal yourself backward before I shove those hands of yours into your ass straight to your intestine.
REFEREE; you ain't..... no.....(music interrupts).
Here comes my anonymous challenger but all I could see was something close to the ground. Argh!!!😱, did I just see a pygmy, I mean a miniature 😭. Well I kept my cool knowing fully well that I wasn't involved in any sort of Scandinavian folklore. He must be the personal ring announcer to my opponent, I said to myself in consolation. As he climbed the ring and came in from beneath the third rope, I couldn't bear it any more as I burst into laughter😂😂😂. As I await the midget dude to announce in his client/boss, I decided to get ready for the dance show off. I untangled my robe about to show off my dancing attire when the little man interrupted with the Mic. I turned in disgust and hushed him. Then I continued, as my robe went down, there was quietness in the arena. One could even hear the sound of a feather fall to the ground. All of a sudden, it started raining rigorous laughter from all angles and dimensions. I was enthralled by the sudden reaction of the spectators and as I turned to the ring announcer in awe, he was rolling on the floor in deep laughter. Then he spoke up to me and said; "I am not a ring announcer but your challenger and it was no longer a dance challenge but a pin fall match, so I wonder why you are dressed in a G-string with flowers on your nipples". Argh😱😭!!!, i felt darned as those words gushed out of his mouth, my head began to sway 360°. I looked awful at that moment with my G-string on and the flowers on my nipples. ITS ALL OVER! I screamed as I ran down the hallway with my palms on my face, falling couple of times to the ground. I knew I'm into a hell in a cell battle with Kimberly at home.
I arrived home to see Kimberly waiting at the sitting room so furious. I knew she must have heard or watched me live on TV loose my just gotten job.
KIMBERLY; Babe, what happened? How was the fight? why are you home this early?
ME; Arrggggghhhh!!! So many questions at a time, I whispered to my self.
KIMBERLY; Stanley, will you talk to me (she sounded commanding) as well as holding my T-shirt.
ME; Did she just call me by my first name, I asked myself. (it was then I knew I was done for). In fright I replied to her, I...I...I...lo..lost...m...
KIMBERLY; You lost whaaaaaaaaat??? she asked, this time profusely furious.
ME; Th.... the jo...jo...job, "I stammered".
At that point in time, everywhere and everything went dark. I woke up the next day in the hospital and all I could remember was a thunderous punch from Kimberly the day before. Then I remembered those early words of hers were no braggadocio. Still on the hospital bed, I turned just to see her standing beside me like Hestia. I made my decision to lay down and faint in peace before she calls heaven for my sake.
Following my last encounter on freaky Friday, I then realized after some time that I've really gotten my self into some kinda mess. The picture below will definitely explain better. Lol. That was my fate.
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