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Date Posted: 22:17:57 03/28/03 Fri
Author: Ken Wild
Subject: Out the hood

The scene opens showing Ken Wild resting on his bed. He's dressed in his boxers and tanktop. He suffered a beating like no other. His eyes were swollen and his lips were cut with dry blood. An ice pack rested on his head, it slowly drips down to the side of his face when suddenly smoke fills the room. Wild jumps off his bed and looks around. He opens all the windows in the room, trying to get some air but the smoke is just to much.


"Ken Wild": UGH!-UGH!.... What's going on here?


After a few minutes the smoke clears up. Suddenly the Mexican walks out of the kitchen dressed like one of those professional cooks. You can barely recognize him with all the smoke covering his face. As the Mexican speaks smoke comes out of his mouth.


The Mexican: UGH!...... Here you go.


He slowly walks across the room with a silver well, it was a silver plate in his hand. He slowly places it on the table then walks back into the kitchen. Wild wouldn't trust the Mexican's cooking but he hadn't had a good meal in days. He grabs the handle and pulls up. Wild looks in as he places the top of the plate on the floor.


"Ken Wild": What is this? Well, I am kinda hungry.


A fork and knife is placed on the side. Wild strikes the meat with the knife. The knife breaks in two. He then goes with the fork. He tries to pull it back out but can't. He gives it on last pull, The flat piece of meat goes flying across the room and through the wall. The Mexican is just in time to see Wild and begins to speak.


The Mexican: Hey homes, Did your mother ever teach you don't play with your food? UGH. If you want more there in the kitchen.



Wild procures the remote from the polished table and begins flipping the channels. Suddenly he pauses and watches the Robo channel. Small clips of The Latin Lover's interview. Wild gnaws the meat while watching the interview but suddenly he drops his food and begins to speak.


"Ken Wild": I never seen this before. The Latin Lover betraying us? I still don't think he deserves the World title. I know this guy, we've been in the same stable, The Mavericks and now look at him, World Champion. I thought Xavier "X" Channel was smarter then that.. After all Latin Lover knocked his ass out to. The title should have gone to someone more deserving. Christ! I can't eat this. This smells and tastes like crap. And it's hard as a rock. Just watch.


Wild scoops the meat into his palm then holds it tight and tosses it out the window. The sound of glass breaking is heard then the car alarm goes off. Wild tales a look outside as an old man opens his car door and drops on the concert. A group of thugs wearing colored bandannas walk down the block. Wild continues to watch as the old man slowly gets up and looks around wanting to know who broke his car window? The gang surrounds the old man. He doesn't know what's coming but Wild sure does. This is what Wild wanted to get away from.


The old man: Sunny, did you see that? I almost got it.


Thug #1: No, fool. Run your shit bitch.


Wild finds this entertaining and continues to watch as the group of thugs grab the old mans wallet and car keys. The old man is left on the floor all curled up in a ball form. The thugs drive away in there new car, Wild sticks his head inside and begins to speak.


"Ken Wild": That's it, I think it's time we moved. I'm sick and tired of watching the same thing. Maybe we should move out the hood and move into the city. I'll go and talk to that little bitch from last time and try to get us a Complex apartment. I hear they don't have to pay the bill, they don't have to worry about food or anything else.


The scene fades out.

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