There's a dildo in the box?

PIW Massacre
Oct. 5, 2002

Trey Vincent "You know, for a guy whose name is all about masturbating, you sure are complaining a LOT about this idea. I figured this gimmick would be right up your alley."

Vincent was sitting on a steel folding chair, sorting through a large case filled with all sorts of costumes, clothes and props. The camera pulled back and panned to the left to see a screen was set up. Behind it, was the silhouette of Wippit Guud, apparently getting his gimmick on.

"Man, I don't know Trey... all this leather crap, it's gonna be really sweaty. Are you sure this is a good to wear in the ring?" Wippit's shadow twists left and right, "Damn, it's hard to move in this thing."

As Wippit talked, Vincent finished off a cup of beer and then looked at the screen. "Hey, while you're out at your match, do you mind if I invite some chick back here and let her change for about five minutes?"

"Can we focus?" Guud asked, a bit annoyed, "I'm having second thoughts about this."

"Right. Listen Wip, I hear what you're saying over there. But trust me, it's going to get over great. The fans will love this new gimmick of yours. I mean, seeing as how your name is Wip, I thought it'd be cool if we gave you one. Ah, here we go," Vincent said standing up. He held a small black article of clothing in his hand. He walked over to the screen and held it down over the top for him.

"Oh, what the hell is this?" said an exasperated Wippit Guud, "You dress me up in this outfit, want me to carry a whip out there, and now you give me... THIS?"

"Oh come on, quit whining. That MAKES the whole outfit work. You're gonna get such a face pop, when some idiot turns in the results to the ewnews sites and they do the top 5 face pops, you'll be there. This gimmick is gold, buddy. GOLD."

Vincent bent back down and looked through the props box. "You remember your catchphrase right?"

"What was it again?" asked Wip, as he put something on his head.

"When you go out there, snatch the mic from Mike Hunt and say - BWAHAHAHAHA. That was DIRTY. Mike Hunt!... Anyway. When you grab the microphone from Mike Hunt" Vincent chuckled. "Tell that masked jobber guy that you are gonna 'Wip His Ass....GUUD!' Really emphasize the GUUD part. OK?"

Vincent pulled out a black dildo from the box.

"Fine," Wippit said, making a motion with his hand and cracking a whip behind the screen, "But let's leave my home town out of this?"

"Damn," Vincent said, snapping his fingers. He tossed the dildo into a nearby garbage can.

NEXT CHAPTER: Another Gimmick In The Bag >>