Post by Eddie Kingston on May 25, 2011 20:49:44 GMT -5
The locker room. The place where so many people like to sit around and prepare for matches. The place were they talk to another about this or that. Perhaps the subject of baseball mascots exiting the bathroom stall comes up. Thanks ESPN. Sitting in a locker room, helping to tape up her husband's wrists is Megan Kane. She hums along with a tune in her head while Brad watches the game on his iPad. Yes an iPad. Dude is paiddddd. Anyways once Megan finishes, she flings the tape into a bag while Brad keeps his eyes on the game.
Megan: There ya go sweetie, all ready.
He nods just out of habit, not really paying the least bit attention to her. Of course she picks up on this.
Megan: So is it okay that I ran around with a wet t-shirt on around the arena?
Another nod.
Megan: Oh and then I posed naked for a new nudie calendar. I think they want me to do a whole magazine or something.
Brad: That's nice dear...
She facepalms hard. Time to do something drastic. Megan grabs Brad by the head and shoves his face into her chest.
Megan: PAY ATTENTION TO ME!
Brad: *muffled words*
Megan: What was that?
She eases up to let him speak.
Brad: I said if this is the kind of attention you want I'm all for it.
Megan: Well I got you taped up jerk.
And he gives her a kiss for thanks. Awww.
Brad: Thanks babe. So who we got this time.
Megan: Same people.
He rolls his eyes.
Brad: So the second verse is the same as the first?
Megan: Indeedly doodly.
Ned Flanders for the win.
Brad: Well I suppose we'll beat them again.
Megan: I guess so! Then it's onto bigger and better things.
Brad: I swear your boobs are getting that way.
SMACK!
Megan: There are cameras here...
Brad: Says the woman who shoved my face into her boobs.
Megan: ...True...
Silence until Brad stands up to jump in place.
Brad: So ready for this.
Megan: Me too.
More back and forth banter as the camera shuts off.
Megan: There ya go sweetie, all ready.
He nods just out of habit, not really paying the least bit attention to her. Of course she picks up on this.
Megan: So is it okay that I ran around with a wet t-shirt on around the arena?
Another nod.
Megan: Oh and then I posed naked for a new nudie calendar. I think they want me to do a whole magazine or something.
Brad: That's nice dear...
She facepalms hard. Time to do something drastic. Megan grabs Brad by the head and shoves his face into her chest.
Megan: PAY ATTENTION TO ME!
Brad: *muffled words*
Megan: What was that?
She eases up to let him speak.
Brad: I said if this is the kind of attention you want I'm all for it.
Megan: Well I got you taped up jerk.
And he gives her a kiss for thanks. Awww.
Brad: Thanks babe. So who we got this time.
Megan: Same people.
He rolls his eyes.
Brad: So the second verse is the same as the first?
Megan: Indeedly doodly.
Ned Flanders for the win.
Brad: Well I suppose we'll beat them again.
Megan: I guess so! Then it's onto bigger and better things.
Brad: I swear your boobs are getting that way.
SMACK!
Megan: There are cameras here...
Brad: Says the woman who shoved my face into her boobs.
Megan: ...True...
Silence until Brad stands up to jump in place.
Brad: So ready for this.
Megan: Me too.
More back and forth banter as the camera shuts off.
