The Coca-Cola 600 has just ended with a heavy battle between Ryan Newman and Dale Earnhardt Jr., with Ryan climbing from his car in victory lane.
MRN Reporters interview Ryan, as Jr. comes to congratulate him with
a friendly handshake. Just as Jr. is about to leave Jeff Gordon comes storming
over whinnying that Ryan spun him out on purpose.
With everyone hysterical over Jeff’s whinnying ridicules story, Jr.
tries to calmly talk him into leaving.
“Come on Jeff, go back to your trailer and think about what you’re
saying, and how stupid it sounds.” Jr. says, trying to usher Jeff from victory
lane.
“That Bad Rookie!” Jeff yells in his very sissy voice.
“Let him go Jr! I wanna see what the sissy does!” Ryan yells out,
as Rusty grabs his arm to hold him back.
“OH Come On Ryan! I don’t wanna see you kick his sissy puck ass, on
national television.” Jr. says.
“Ryan we need to calm down!” Rusty very calmly says.
“You just don’t want to see your partner get his butt kicked!” Jeff
yells out, as Jr. roughly pulls on his arm, as Ryan grabs hold of Rusty’s arm.
“Back OFF! If you know what’s good for you!” Jr. sternly states, as
he once again pulls on Jeff’s arm to shut him up.
“Or what? You think your skinny little ass is going to do anything
about it!” Jeff angrily asks.
“You fag! Better not be looking at my ass!” Jr. says, throwing a
punch connecting with Jeff’s big ass nose, that causes him to fall to the
ground.
“OH Jeff! Oh my JEFF! My sweetie, are you okay?” Jimmie yells in
concern, rushing to his side.
“HOPEFULLY THIS IS NOT YOUR BACK UP!” Rusty yells out, as he jerks
Jeff to his feet, by his neck and hits him again, several times, directly in
the face.
“Heah! What’s Goin’ On?” Michael cheerfully asks, finally making
his way through the crowd of reporters and cameramen, stopping in his tracks
with a huge smile when he finale’s sees what’s going on.
“WAY TO GO! SOMEBODY!” Michael yells out, looking over at Jr.,
Rusty then Ryan standing over Jeff, as Jimmie continues to cry uncontrollable
at Jeff’s side.
“You’re going to pay! BUSTER!” Jimmie angrily yells, jumping up and
throwing a punch at Ryan, and misses and falls hard on Jeff’s already hurt
body.
“Hey! YOU! With the camera! I think you better call 911!” Jr. yells
to the cameraman, as he carelessly kicks Jeff’s lifeless body out of victory
lane, as all four gentlemen go to have several Budweiser’s and Miller Lite’s.
“I guess he should of used Stacker 2.” Kenny says out loud, as he
steps over Jeff’s body on his way from the restroom.
“No! Someone was on Target!” Jimmy Spencer says, jumping over
Jeff’s body to catch up with Kenny, as DJ drives by and waves at the two,
running over Jeff’s body with The Big Brown Truck.
A Special Shout out to co-writer Lil’ Slim Shady.
Cheers,
Nite Storm
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