11-22-2020, 11:29 PM
Alright, I got curious. I was just wondering how Dr. Rocco went about asking Carlo
onto his show. Did he text message him? Phone call? Send one of his flunkies?
I think we all know how it went down... lol
Rocco approaches the news stand. He waits while Carlo finishes up with a customer.
Carlo: Hey Rocky...
Rocco: Aaay Carlo, how you doin?
Carlo: Gettin' there. You need a paper?
Rocco: Nah, I need a favor.
Carlo: What kinda favor?
Rocco: You know I got that cable access show, right?
Carlo: Yeah, I seen it once. It's good.
Rocco: Well, I need someone to come on and talk about...
Carlo: Yeah?
Rocco: Going down there, on the ladies?
Carlo: You want me to come on your show to talk about slurping Velvet Valley?
Rocco: Aww Jeez Carlo, you gotta say it like that?
Carlo: What? What's the matta wit dat?
Rocco: Look, I just need you to answer a viewer email question. Nothin' fancy.
Rocco sees Carlo's cane leaning against his chair.
Rocco: *nods towards cane* You alright?
Carlo: You broke my knee, Rocky.
Rocco: Really? It was that bad?
Carlo: I had to have two surgeries.
Rocco: At least your walkin' again. And so soon! That's gotta be good, right?
Carlo: We're second cousins Rock.
Rocco: Eeeh, I think there's a twice removed in deh somewhere.
Carlo: We knew each other from kindergarten.
Rocco: Hey, you were fuckin' up at the track. I gave you a chance, you didn't take my advice!
Carlo: You're my kid's godfather Rock.
Rocco: So it's my fault your gambling is out of control??
Carlo: It was $300. You broke my knee in two places for $300.
Rocco: *reaches into pocket* OK, here, lemme make it up to ya. *peels off five hundos*
Carlo: What about my heart, Rock?
Rocco: Oh I gave you a heart attack now? What's that, another grand?
Carlo: No, I'm talkin' about you broke my heart. We're family. And you busted my knee over cocksuckin' money.
Rocco looks at his friend [family member, lol] and sees the sadness draped over his face.
Rocco: OK, lemme think... alright, first... I'm very sorry for what I did to you. It was wrong and I should've
been a little more understanding.
Carlo: I'm gonna need this cane for the rest of my life now.
Rocco: Well you're a fat fuck, so you was probly gonna need that eventually anyway.
Carlo: You think this is funny?
Rocco: Nooo, come on! I'm just... Hey, you owe anything on this piece of shit? *looks around at news stand*
Carlo: No, paid off a long time ago.
Rocco: What about ya house? You owe anything on that?
Carlo: I don't knooow. Genie handles all da bills.
Rocco: OK, we'll work somethin' out. I'm sure we can come to a respectful agreement.
Carlo: Maybe just don't break my legs anymore...
Rocco: *laughs* OK, I guess we can start there.
Carlo: So, you want a paper?
Rocco: No, thanks. You gonna do my show?
Carlo: Yeah, sure. Sit and talk about eatin' pussy? I could do it all day.
Rocco: What, talkin' or eatin'?
Carlo: Both!
They laugh and Rocco shakes Carlo's hand firmly and walks back to his car.
Awwww, I feel all warm and fuzzy inside now!
onto his show. Did he text message him? Phone call? Send one of his flunkies?
I think we all know how it went down... lol
Rocco approaches the news stand. He waits while Carlo finishes up with a customer.
Carlo: Hey Rocky...
Rocco: Aaay Carlo, how you doin?
Carlo: Gettin' there. You need a paper?
Rocco: Nah, I need a favor.
Carlo: What kinda favor?
Rocco: You know I got that cable access show, right?
Carlo: Yeah, I seen it once. It's good.
Rocco: Well, I need someone to come on and talk about...
Carlo: Yeah?
Rocco: Going down there, on the ladies?
Carlo: You want me to come on your show to talk about slurping Velvet Valley?
Rocco: Aww Jeez Carlo, you gotta say it like that?
Carlo: What? What's the matta wit dat?
Rocco: Look, I just need you to answer a viewer email question. Nothin' fancy.
Rocco sees Carlo's cane leaning against his chair.
Rocco: *nods towards cane* You alright?
Carlo: You broke my knee, Rocky.
Rocco: Really? It was that bad?
Carlo: I had to have two surgeries.
Rocco: At least your walkin' again. And so soon! That's gotta be good, right?
Carlo: We're second cousins Rock.
Rocco: Eeeh, I think there's a twice removed in deh somewhere.
Carlo: We knew each other from kindergarten.
Rocco: Hey, you were fuckin' up at the track. I gave you a chance, you didn't take my advice!
Carlo: You're my kid's godfather Rock.
Rocco: So it's my fault your gambling is out of control??
Carlo: It was $300. You broke my knee in two places for $300.
Rocco: *reaches into pocket* OK, here, lemme make it up to ya. *peels off five hundos*
Carlo: What about my heart, Rock?
Rocco: Oh I gave you a heart attack now? What's that, another grand?
Carlo: No, I'm talkin' about you broke my heart. We're family. And you busted my knee over cocksuckin' money.
Rocco looks at his friend [family member, lol] and sees the sadness draped over his face.
Rocco: OK, lemme think... alright, first... I'm very sorry for what I did to you. It was wrong and I should've
been a little more understanding.
Carlo: I'm gonna need this cane for the rest of my life now.
Rocco: Well you're a fat fuck, so you was probly gonna need that eventually anyway.
Carlo: You think this is funny?
Rocco: Nooo, come on! I'm just... Hey, you owe anything on this piece of shit? *looks around at news stand*
Carlo: No, paid off a long time ago.
Rocco: What about ya house? You owe anything on that?
Carlo: I don't knooow. Genie handles all da bills.
Rocco: OK, we'll work somethin' out. I'm sure we can come to a respectful agreement.
Carlo: Maybe just don't break my legs anymore...
Rocco: *laughs* OK, I guess we can start there.
Carlo: So, you want a paper?
Rocco: No, thanks. You gonna do my show?
Carlo: Yeah, sure. Sit and talk about eatin' pussy? I could do it all day.
Rocco: What, talkin' or eatin'?
Carlo: Both!
They laugh and Rocco shakes Carlo's hand firmly and walks back to his car.
Awwww, I feel all warm and fuzzy inside now!
