The following is a phone call that WILL take place at some point this season:
~Ring~ ~Ring~
Kris Benson: Hey Yo Pat! Whats Up Man? What’s going on?
The Bat: Um, this isn’t Pat….this is ummm….Stan.
KB: Aw Fuck off Pat, I know it’s you. What’s up dude?
The B: I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is…um..Stu…I mean Stan….
KB: Pat, I have call display… It says “Pat the Clean-up Hitting Bat”…just like you told me your new name for 2008 was.
The B: What the Fuck is call display?!?!??! Is that some sort of interweb thing? You know I can’t use computers!!!!
KB: Ok, so it is you then, what do you want? It’s 3am dude….
The B: Nah man it’s Stan….But..um… Is Anna there?
KB: Um yah…why?
The B: No reason man. Can I talk to her for a quick sec?
KB: Seriously?
The B: Seriously.
KB: Why?
The B: Henson, you ask a lot of fucking questions for a guy on a minor league contract.
KB: My name is Benson, Pat, Kris Benson….
The B: Yah Yah dude whatever.
KB: I was a number one overall pick pal okay? I’m coming back in a big way….
The B: You know who else was a number one pick Gary……
KB: MY NAME IS KRIS….KRIS FUC……
The B: Yah whatever pal…. You know who else was a number one pick Kris? I was. But guess what? I make like 50 million dollars a year and I can get married on spaceships if I want to. How much do you make again?
KB: I make the minimum Pat, but it is an incentive laden contract…INCENTIVE LADEN!!! all it takes is one good year and I’ll be back on top… I know it
The B: Um Yah…so is Anna there?
KB: Dude why do you want to talk to my wife?
The B: Well Kris, I would think that should be pretty obvious to you by now. I’m Pat Burrell…
KB: What does that even mean?
The B: Look Kris, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. You can put her on the phone so I can have phone sex with her or you can hang up and pretend like I am not running train on your wife like my boy Jason Bourne ran train on that blonde reporter at the end of last season…
KB: Isn’t his name Michael Bourn?
The B: Yah but I love Matt Damon… remember how sweet those movies were…Totally sweet…If I wasn’t a left fielder I would totally be police officer!!
KB: Wasn’t he actually like an undercover, brainwashed spy who was trained to kill for the government?
The B: Hey, don’t you live in an apartment?
KB: um Yah….temporarily until I find a place..
The B: Keep telling yourself that pal… I live in a mansion, with a pool, several cars and a fucking housekeeper…. if you ever try to correct me again so help me God I will grab your belly and call you fat just like I do to every girl that won’t sleep with me… you don’t want that do you? Do you?…..NOW!! Put Anna on the goddam phone.
KB: What if I don’t Pat? Are you going to grab her belly and call her fat?
The B: It didn’t get that far Kris, she slept with me the first time I told her to.
KB: Fuck You Asshole…Why are you calling me at 3am!?!?!
The B: Shit Kris, do we need to get So Taguchi’s translator over there? Am I speaking fucking Chinese?
KB: I think he’s actually Japanese….
The B: Huh? Japa-what?….whatever… I am Krunked up. I have been drinking Patron and chasing it with….well more Patron, since I got pulled in the 6th inning today…. I want to have sex with your wife and I’m pretty sure she wants to have sex with me….. AGAIN!!!!
KB: What do you mean ‘AGAIN’?……. (Yells as he cover the phone…”ANNA GET UP HERE”)..This is my wife Pat… I get it okay! She’s has been in some magazines, she is attractive, but that doesn’t mean that she is running around sleeping with all my teammates..
The B: Not all of them Kris, just me…..and sometimes Alfonseca when we get her super deer-faced….. you really should see how funny it is when he props his belly up on….nevermind….
KB: Fuck you Pat, I don’t even want to be in the same clubhouse as you…this is such bullshit…
The Bat: Pretty sure you won’t have to worry about that much longer Mr. 1-7…. you make Eaton look like Cole fucking Hamels…..
KB: Oh yah? Why don’t you fuck Cole’s wife then?
The B: Old news…Been there done that…But you know what Kris, I feel bad for you. And since I am a nice guy I’ll tell you what….I’ll just jerk off on her tonight. But that’s only because you are a teammate. You should have seen what I did to Wagner’s wife in front of his kids…. Whoa man….that got weird.
KB: She’s right here actually Pat, why don’t you tell her what you’ve told me?
The B: Why don’t you Kris?…. I dare you.
KB: Ha…Hey Anna, Pat Burrell says he wants you to go over to his mansion and let him jerk off on you, but I told him……
Anna? Anna?…..
~Door Slams, High Heeled footsteps pitter-patter across the drive way, car turns on, peels out of the driveway…~
KB: ANNNNNNNNNNAAAA!!!!
The B: Sorry dude…. that’s just how I roll……
~Click~
-Prystline
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