Triathlon preperations part one
We are in Tijuana, Mexico on the local high shool’s athletics and track team. He is wearing a rather too short of a shirt and a way too big of a shorts as he is attempting to do something that resembles stretching. On the wooden bench next to him is his cactus Pete and his nephew Pepe, who is also wearing the same track shirt and shorts as his uncle.
Pepe: Uncle Vinnie, why in the blue hell did you bring me here?? And why are you wearing my shorts???
Vinnie looks up at his nephew and then turns his attention to the shorts and realizes that his fat nephew was right as the shorts are constantly dropping to his ankles.
Senor Vinnie: Gracias Pepe, I was wondering whether I had lost weight or that the elastic somehow snapped when I did some bending exercises. Get in front of me
His nephew blinks his eyes, not believing what his uncle is saying to him.
Pepe: Uhm.., why??
Senor Vinnie is rolling his eyes as he is gesturing to his nephew to get in front of hi.
Senor Vinnie: That way I can exchange shorts with you without the camera seeing me Pepe. You know that this is a family oriented program right?? I cannot have some explicit personal scenes be all over the internet now can I??
Pepe: But….,
Senor Vinnie does not have any intentions to listen to the poorly attempted excuses from Pepe to not get off the bench as he is trying to get him off of the bench by pulling on his arms. Suddenly we hear a sound of clothing being ripped.
Pepe: Uh oh…..
Senor Vinnie is looking at his nephew with a questionable look on his face.
Senor Vinnie: Pepe?? What happened??
Pepe: I uhm.., well…, please don’t turn me around uncle…. I…
Silence
Vinnie looks over at Pete, clearly he had heard him say something and then turned towards his nephew and sees that the shorts that was meant for him was ripped apart by the sudden movement of his nephew. Combined with the fact that the shorts was way too small for his nephews fat ass made it impossible for it not to be torn apart.
Senor Vinnie: Pete?? Could you not have warned me sooner?? Now I have to have you go back to the dressing room and ask these people to get us some spare.
Silence
Senor Vinnie: Why me or Pepe cannot do that?? Can’t you see that Pepe is butt naked?? And that I am almost camping inside these shorts??
Silence
Senor Vinnie’s eyes bulge out to the size of dishes after hearing the answer from is cactus Pete.
Senor Vinnie: Oh why did I not think of that?? Of course, I should just give Pepe his shorts so that he can run off and get me a spare one. Did you not remember that I am usually wearing thongs when I go to the gym or do any other type of sports?? Secondly, I have this huge rash on my left butt cheek and I am not going to have any fan out there on these stands to have pictures taken of my rash!!!
The camera turns towards te stands where there’s nobody sitting there to watch the threesome in the middle of the field. But Senor Vinnie is obviously oblivious for that as he continues his rant
Senor Vinnie: Besides, you are the trainer Pete. You need to make sure that everything is prepared for the right way. And clearly you fucked up!!!
Silence
Senor Vinnie: Why? Why you ask?? Don’t you see that this shirt is clearly cactus sized??
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Senor Vinnie: Don’t come with the bullshit that it may be a tad too small!! This shirt also has tiny holes in them as the label reads that they are made for spines of a cactus to go though and giving you more oxygen to enter your body.
Silence
Senor Vinnie grins as he nods his head.
Senor Vinnie: I thought so that this would shut you up completely!! I’m not from yesterday you know!! I’m the golden briefcase winner, I am the man that has lost it all THANKS TO YOU!!!
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Senor Vinnie: Oh don’t come to me with these lies!! You forced me to do so!! How in the hell did you manage to hypnotize me in the first place???
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Senor Vinnie: YOU WHAT???!!! How in the hell did you get David Copperfield so far to teach you some magical tricks?? Including hypnotism??
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Senor Vinnie: He got a cactus from you?? you gave him uncle Simon?? Unbelievable!! Did you tell him that he is a pyromaniac??
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Senor Vinnie: Since when did he go to a rehab to better his life?? A few months ago I had to pay is bill for setting fire on that school bus!!!
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Senor Vinnie: Oh that was after I paid for his release?? And he hasn’t been near matches or lighters since then???
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Senor Vinnie scratches his head and shrugs after a few secs
Senor Vinnie: Good enough for me, I guess with him being drugged all the time would be hard for him to burn anything down. But now about those shorts!!
Pepe: Oh come on!!!
Pepe grabs the hat off the cactus and holds it in front of his privates before he runs off, a big black bar emerges on screen to take away the view of his backside as he is running to the locker room. Vinnie looks at his nephew before turning to his cactus
Senor Vinnie: See what you just did?? You just scarred Pepe for life!!!
Silence
Senor Vinnie shrugs as he apparently has to agree to whatever it was that Pete said.
Senor Vinnie: True, he does work on a sweat before we go to our first exercise
The shot fades as Senor Vinnie and his cactus Pete are waiting for Pete to return with the correct shorts for them to prepare for the triathlon.
Wo are you???
We cut to the poolside area of Senor Vinnie’s house, where he is relaxing in his jacuzzi while drinking on a cocktail. He is looking at the Climax Control match of his opponent Hitamashii and he is shaking his head in disbelief
Senor Vinnie: This is what I have to be worried about at the Blaze of Glory super show??? This???
He scratches his head and cannot believe what he is watching before taking another sip from his cocktail and sighs.
Senor Vinnie: Maybe if I just take another cocktail with some more alcohol in it that this Japanese guy would look impressive to me. I mean seriously, what is his name actually???
Oh wait I know, it is Nakatoma, you know from the Nakatoma building that was used in that Die Hard movie?? You know with Bruce Willice, now man if there has ever been a gringo that was a tough cookie.. then it would have been him for sure!! Yippie ka yay mother-bleeep!!-er!!!.. Wait, what ust happened???
He looks around, realizing that he was sencored for not saying something that is in appropriate for the young listeners to hear and he understands.
Senor Vinnie: So you lost Nakatoma, not much of a way to get in the ring with me isn’t it Nakatoma san?? No of course you will just blame it on anything except you, because that’s what you superior human beings do don’t they?? Always blame it on others.
Now you may ask yourself why am I calling you a superior human being?? Well it’s because people from the land of the rising sun are hard-working, dedicated and loyal people. Those who do not accept failure and only success. Well let’s just say you don’t fit the bill quite exactly no???
Of course not!! you lost to Morgan right?? The great Nakatoma lost, now that is a huge shocker. I’m sure that your relatives in the old land of Japan has already disowned you for being a loser right?? And you are calling ME out?? Seriously my Japanese friend, do you have a death wish?? It would almost sound like you are already feeling homesick and take advantage of every given opportunity that is handed to you on a silver platter.
Is that your training huh Nakatoma?? Being a loser?? I guess Casey taught you well my friend, but don’t worry. After I’m done with you then you will understand that Mexican’s have always been superior to their Japanese counter parts in the way of the wrestling world. Lucha is far more superior to your strong style.
He grins, mockingly repeats the word strong style in a soft whisper while pretending to do some hard hitting moves with his arms. Causing the water to splash up in the air and hitting him in the face as that causes him to cough in surprise.
Senor Vinnie: You are challenging the man that will be world champion at Summer XXXtreme my Japanese friend. I know that your rice oriented brain is already figuring out that you are thinking the next thing: If you somehow manage to beat me, then you will ultimately be in line for a title shot after I beat whomever is the champion. Ergo, you are the next champion right???
Wrong!!!!
He shakes his head in disbelief before wiping his hand across his face to clean his face with the water and sighs.
Senor Vinnie: First of all, a bunny has a bigger chance to beat a cow in carrot eating than you ever beating me. Who do you think you are?? Godzilla??? Now I must say that I enjoyed the rubber suits movies that you fools brought out throughout the decades of boring cinematics that came out of Japan. But you are just an imaginary thought that got thrown in the garbage can after realizing that a bug has no chance in hell to be a hero.
Now before you bring up the thought of Ant Man?? True, he is smaller than anything that your nail clipper has ever witnessed after you taking off your socks. But he eventually found out that he could reverse the powers and become a big oaf just like your trainer Casey was.
Now I can go on for hours and hours Nakatoma, badmouthing you and everyone else that you know. But I have to catch my beauty sleep in like five minutes and I just hate to see my collective calmness being wasted upon a sushi bar like you.
So I will give you the benefit of the doubt, go soft on you on the first week. Wait for your rambling on and telling your friend Johan that you know what you are up against… only to google every possible thing that you can find about Senor Vinnie and realize that the rice that you are trying to chew is the same treatment that father time will give your teeth if you are so ignorant not to alter your food habits every now and again. And compare it to my ability to shove a foot down your throat and make you sing scattman without any teeth. Good luck Nakatoma…, not going to work big time!!!
He grins as he is about to get out of his jacuzzi, but decides not to just yet and focuses upon the camera one last time.
Senor Vinnie: And when I am done with you Nakatoma, you will go back where you belong. The unemployment line and hoping that none of your relatives will witness the utter destruction of someone that would never be… that never could and never should have in the first place. You just wasted my time and soon you will be a forgotten memory….
Uhm…, what was I talking about again???
He grins as the shot slowly fades