When the call comes...?

by **Nick Ridicule** May 19th 2013, 3:33 pm

[I can't wait for you to shut me up]
[And make me hip like badass]
[I can't wait for you to shut me up]
[Shut it up]

Nick Ridicule quickly throws his arm off of the bed where he’s covered by blankets. He presses the side of his phone, switching it to vibrate. stopping it from making anymore noise. He mumbles “Shut up” as he begins to toss and turn under the covers a bit, pulling his phone into the bed with him until he emerges. He sits at the side of the bed, his war mohawk from hours before pointed in all directions. He looks over his shoulder at the ass of a naked woman in his bed. A smile crosses his face and he shrugs a bit dropping his cell phone before laying back into the bed.

The Match
Nick Ridicule [vs] Miguel St-Claire

When the call comes, Nick F’N Ridicule always answers!

Well, almost always. I’ve got a good enough track record to say that I least answer the call. I’ve never backed out of a fight, even when things were as stacked against me as they could possibly get.

I always accept fights. No matter who the opponent is. Big or small. Name value or total unknown. When asked to step up and fight, I am always ready to do so no matter what.

This time was different.

This time it took a bit longer for me to answer the call.

But even ol reliable needs a break sometimes.

I bet you wish I would have just let Shark pull out leaving you with nothing to do at OWN.

I bet you wish you could fight a celebrity right now.

I know you wish your girlfriend wouldn’t have said you can knock me out.

Because I live to serve up humble pie and spend checks other people can’t cash!