Post by Scott "Maniac" Manor on Oct 8, 2011 22:18:15 GMT -5
Manor was in his room dressed in just a pair of red and black plaid pj bottoms and no face paint. He was going through some of his old things as his door was open. Never know when someone might visit and he was too lazy to open the door if that happened. Garbage. Manor says as he tosses his old Maniac mask into the garbage can. He continued to throw a couple of his old wrestling "trophies" into the garbage. He stands up straight talking to himself. No need for these relics. I can't be stuck in the past. Have to focus on the now.
Manor walked over to his dresser and picked up the phone and dials a number. Hey, it's Manor. I'll have a special order for you. I'll get it to you probably tomorrow. Thanks, I'll have the wife send you the money. Manor looks at the garbage can again, and grabs a box and tosses the stuff he threw out into it instead. I'll put it in the attic at the house actually. Give me something to complain about when I'm old. Manor continued sorting through stuff with his door opened just in case.
Manor walked over to his dresser and picked up the phone and dials a number. Hey, it's Manor. I'll have a special order for you. I'll get it to you probably tomorrow. Thanks, I'll have the wife send you the money. Manor looks at the garbage can again, and grabs a box and tosses the stuff he threw out into it instead. I'll put it in the attic at the house actually. Give me something to complain about when I'm old. Manor continued sorting through stuff with his door opened just in case.