Post by sheamus on Feb 19, 2011 18:57:46 GMT -4
The sound of banging and the angry screams echoed down the hall, and the crew soon found a door being battered from the inside as the Masked Skinhead was pulling on the handle.
From inside came a crash, and the door shook before another crash ensued.
" 'Ey! Ye open this bloody fookin' door, ya wee bloody Kraut!"
The Masked Skinhead shook his head, tightening his grip as the camera pulled back to reveal the Baron in the hall. The Nazi was staring at the door, shaking his head as he absently inspected his nails.
"Nein, mein drunken Celtic freund. I need you sober for Monday, I need you not drunk and focused on kicking the shit out of that uber sweinhunden Green!"
There came a pause, and then a followed.
"God bless ye."
The Baron blinked, looking up at the door before he frowned.
"Say what now?"
There came a bang, and then the muffled voice of Sheamus.
"I thought someone fookin' sneezed out there."
The Baron frowned, cursing under his breath in German. He shook his head, staring at the door. And then the banging started up again, and the door shook before it was nearly ripped from the Skinhead's grasp.
"Fookin' let me out! I need a bloody drink of da brew, to smash dat fookin' Brit Bastard's 'ead in! I am getting fookin' mad!"
The Baron smirked, and nodded.
"That is the idea. I want Green to suffer, I want him battered and broken before Sunday! Sheamus, Green and his foul ilk have oppressed your people for centuries! They were responsible for the Potato Famine!"
Sheamus screamed, and the door shook as the Irish Giant started battering the door with fists and headbutts. And then you could hear him panting, and the Baron nodded.
"Green told me that he hates U2!"
"Bloody 'ell! What kinda monster doesnae love U2!
Sheamus wailed, and the Baron grunted.
"I don't know that you mention it."
And then he walked off as the hammering started again.
From inside came a crash, and the door shook before another crash ensued.
" 'Ey! Ye open this bloody fookin' door, ya wee bloody Kraut!"
The Masked Skinhead shook his head, tightening his grip as the camera pulled back to reveal the Baron in the hall. The Nazi was staring at the door, shaking his head as he absently inspected his nails.
"Nein, mein drunken Celtic freund. I need you sober for Monday, I need you not drunk and focused on kicking the shit out of that uber sweinhunden Green!"
There came a pause, and then a followed.
"God bless ye."
The Baron blinked, looking up at the door before he frowned.
"Say what now?"
There came a bang, and then the muffled voice of Sheamus.
"I thought someone fookin' sneezed out there."
The Baron frowned, cursing under his breath in German. He shook his head, staring at the door. And then the banging started up again, and the door shook before it was nearly ripped from the Skinhead's grasp.
"Fookin' let me out! I need a bloody drink of da brew, to smash dat fookin' Brit Bastard's 'ead in! I am getting fookin' mad!"
The Baron smirked, and nodded.
"That is the idea. I want Green to suffer, I want him battered and broken before Sunday! Sheamus, Green and his foul ilk have oppressed your people for centuries! They were responsible for the Potato Famine!"
Sheamus screamed, and the door shook as the Irish Giant started battering the door with fists and headbutts. And then you could hear him panting, and the Baron nodded.
"Green told me that he hates U2!"
"Bloody 'ell! What kinda monster doesnae love U2!
Sheamus wailed, and the Baron grunted.
"I don't know that you mention it."
And then he walked off as the hammering started again.