Cut to...Boston's Government Center. The time stamp says "March 25th, 2006. Joe Mama is standing next to MisterJLA, who is wrapped in a thick blanket. Joe Mama points off into the distance.

JM: That road is Tremont St. You'll run about a half mile until you see Boston Common. Run through the Common, then cross the street until you see the Public Gardens...

JLA: The Public GAHDINS?

JM: Yes...the Public Gardens. On the other side of the Gardens is Boylston Street. Make your way up Boylston, cross Massachusetts Avenue...

JLA: MASS AVE YEH BASTID!!!

JM: Indeed. Continue through the Fenway...

JLA: THE FENZZZZ!!!

JM: ...until you see the Citgo sign. Run towards it and you'll see Fenway Park. Three laps around Fenway and your training is over. You'll be ready.

JLA: And what will I have learned by this run?

JM: Nothing. I just like the idea of ending this training montage with you celebrating at Fenway Park. Kinda like Rocky's training montage...

JLA: Only at FENWAY PAHK!!! THE PAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHK!!! I PAHKED M'CAH AT HAHVID YAHD, NEAH THE SQUAYAH!!! HAHVID SQUAYAH!!!

JM: Okay, that's enough. Shit...is that how I really sound?

JLA: I'm ready to go, Joseph Mother! Ready...set...!

JM: Waitaminnit. Why are you wrapped in a blanket? You're not nekkid, are you?

JLA: Nope! This is my surprise! To show I'm ready!

MisterJLA drops the blanket and...he's in a full New York Yankees uniform. Number 13 - A-Rod's number. He puts on the Yankees cap and beams with glee.

JM: Oh my...

JLA: Just like the parade, only this time I'm ready!!!

MisterJLA runs up Tremont Street, screaming, "Let's go Yankees! Manny sucks!! Ortiz swallows!!! What'cha gonna do, bitches?!?!?" Joe Mama and the camera watch him run up the street...

Cameraman: You've created a monster, you know.

JM: I've created a Champion. No fear. Complete focus. Able to channel his rage and use it as a weapon. Versed in barroom brawling and technical wrestling. Not worried about what anyone yells at him or does to him. At Robblemania, he will tear Nowhereman apart. And I'm his manager.

Cameraman: So what now?

JM: I want to film him doing the Rocky celebration at Fenway. It's time to end this montage...

Cut to...MisterJLA standing in front of the Ted Williams statue. His clothes are torn. His knuckles are bloody. But he is smiling madly as he jumps around and celebrates like Rocky. The image fades into:


Cut to commercial.

Uschi said:
I won't rape you, I'll just fuck you 'till it hurts and then not stop and you'll cry.

MisterJLA: RACKS so hard, he called Jim Rome "Chris Everett." In Him, all porn is possible. He is far above mentions in so-called "blogs." RACK him, lest ye be lost!

"I can't even brush my teeth without gagging!" - Tommy Tantillo: Wank & Cry, heckpuppy, and general laughingstock

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