Gardens At Springs Preserve
Not in Primm, Nevada, not yet. This location would be found in Las Vegas, close to Primm by less than forty four miles, not even an hours drive. One might wonder why Anthrax was not already in Primm, given his match against the newcomer St. John Cross, was only two days away. The answer was simple, were you given to understand the mind of the maniacal clown.
He had to train to battle the monk in the most logical and efficient way.
Anthrax: "Robin Hood and Little John walkin' through the forest
Laughin' back and forth at what the other'ne has to say
Reminiscin', This-'n'-thattin' havin' such a good time
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day!"
Iron Maiden: "SHHH!!!"
Twisted Sister: "You'll scare them off!"
By playing Robin Blood, and his Merry Maniacs! Anthrax was dressed in a Robin Hood costume, strangely reminiscent of the role that Errol Flynn made famous. Iron Maiden appeared to be a leather clad version of a gothic Maid Marion, while Twisted Sister was dressed in a nun's outfit.
Hey! It was better that than trying to explain a female monk to all of you!
Narrator: "You mean Robin Hood?"
Anthrax turned his head toward the camera.
Anthrax: "QUIET!"
Prompting his two Merry Maniacs to jump from startlement. Anthrax stared at the camera, glaring through the tattered remnants of his ghoulish clown makeup.
Anthrax: "Are you TRYING to get us in trouble with federal law!? Don't you know that would be copyright infringement!?"
Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden look at perhaps the most loose-hinged of the maniacal triad, then toward each other. Iron Maiden gives her head a lilt toward him from behind while Twisted Sister twirls a forefinger around her ear and then points at him.
Anthrax: "I saw that!"
Twisted Sister quickly shoves her finger between her teeth in false innocence and she and Ion Maiden lean their heads against one another with sick and twisted smiles on their faces.
Twisted Sister: "Have you got eyes in the back of your head!?"
Anthrax: "No!"
He covertly parted a bush with both hands and dodged between it and took refuge behind a tree that stood nearby in the botanical reserve. Twisted Sister looked at Iron Maiden and a knowing expression crossed her face, her gray eyes growing wide.
Twisted Sister: "I bet he proof read this RP!"
Iron maiden nodded and tapped a finger to her temple before they too followed him and hid behind the tree.
Narrator: "Never ever thinkin' there was danger in the water
They were drinkin', they just guzzled it down
Never dreamin' that a schemin' sherrif and his posse
Was a-watchin' them an' gatherin' around!"
Anthrax, Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden's heads turned at once to the camera.
Narrator: (clears throat) "Sorry!"
They peeked around the side of the tree and saw a group of older women, obviously high class and quite snooty given their facial expressions and attire. They were sat on marble benches in a semi-circle, sipping tea and discussing their holidays in far away and exotic lands while drinking tea and eating cucumber snack foods.
Anthrax then pressed his toy bow between his teeth and started to climb the tree while his Merry Maniacs watched with gleeful smiles that screamed cuckoo! Robin Blood shimmied across a nearby branch that was perilously close to where the ladies were. He slung the bow over his shoulder and grabbed a vine from a branch. He then stood up and JUMPED --
And promptly crashed face-first in the midst of the little social gathering! The ladies jumped to their feet as one and screamed! They ran in all corners, dropping their tea and cucumber sandwiches as the Merry Maniacs screamed in hysterical laughter while Anthrax rolled back and forth where he had landed, kicking his legs and giggling like ... well, like a lunatic!
Anthrax: "Robin Hood and Little John runnin' through the forest
Jumpin' fences, dodgin' trees an' tryin' to get away
Contemplatin' nothin' but escape an' fin'lly makin' it
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day!"
The smiling face of Anthrax filled the camera.
Anthrax: "Psst! St. John's Wart! C'mere! C'MERE! I wanna ask you something! Do you like to play --- games? Hm? Wouldn't it be fun if when we meet on Sunday, we play a game? Just the two of us? I played a nice, relaxing game of Robin Blood and his Merry Maniacs, but that was just for fun and giggles. I had my usual playmates with me, but I tell you something."
"I like to make NEW friends, and have NEW playdates with them. New toys. New rules. What game shall we play, Mister Monk? Shall we engage in a new game of Robin Blood, where you can be Friar F**ked? (Sorry, I censored myself!) That would be fun! And the ring could be our very own Sherwood Forest! I'll even bring my Merry Maniacs along for the fun! Just a word of caution."
"My Merry Maniacs like to play rough, and I play for keeps."
He smiled, showing teeth stained by his clown makeup.
Anthrax: "Once I make new friends, I like to keep them. And Mister Monk?"
He tilted his head to the side, almost touching shoulder to ear.
Anthrax: "You're going to be my new friend!"
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