Post by davidberg47 on Mar 2, 2022 14:25:48 GMT -5
David Berg is sitting at the breakfast bar eating a bowl of cereal. He worked all night at the high end poker room and he is beat. His phone rings and he just sighs….
Berg: Hello
Management (female voice): Hello Mr. Berg!! How did you sleep?
Berg: I haven’t.
Management: Of course you haven’t. You and that silly job. Quit it. You’re back in Israel’s good graces and payroll.
Berg: No thanks
Management: Excuse me?
Berg: When you and my country decided to abandon me, well I had to fend for myself and now I am in the routine of not counting on anyone but myself.
Management: I can actually respect that. Have it your way, Mr. Berg. Now, I wanted to commend you once more on your solid victory and wish you the greatest of success going forward.
Berg: Thank you
Management: Also, I must say I got quite a kick out of your most recent promotional material. You totally riled that Pixi. She started comparing US gun laws to England and even spoke with an British accent. I did get quite a kick out of it. Does the wanker not realize that there are over 100 million guns floating in the US and if you ban them that only the criminals and law enforcement would have them. And the criminals outnumber law enforcement..
Berg: You cannot reason with damaged leftists. She is triggered. My work is done.
Management: I mean she not only embarrassed herself in the ring but also now out of the ring. How interesting and she is supposedly a face. Yeah a face on a mother could love after you were through with her.
Berg: I regret what I said now about her.
Management: Regret? Why?
Berg: She is clearly mentally ill and it is very bad to pick on those with such deficiencies.
Management: Ha ha hah aha ha ha ha. I see what you did there. I do. So, Mr. Berg are you a heel or a face now?
Berg: What?
Management: In wrestling there are heels and faces, which are you. At first I thought face but now it seems heel? It matters not as you’re as they say over but I am just curious.
Berg: I am neither face nor heel. I am David Berg, the Body Snatcher, the King of the Streets, the Chosen one of the Chosen people. I am not into labels.
Management: Excuse me, you just gave me every label possible.
Berg: Not like that. Never mind. I am beat. Anything else?
Management: Yes yes, you must decide Mr. Berg, are you a face or a heel. Straddlers are not very welcome.
Berg: I am myself. To some I am a face. Logical people, who don’t list “preferred pronouns” after their email signatures, who eat red meat, who don’t believe this great country of America is systemically racist and who don’t make idiotic comments that Israel and Palestine are the same. I wonder if Maddox would agree…let’s see him flaunt his lifestyle in Gaza. Most logical, red blooded Americans and logical people around the world will cheer their Sin City Champion. The rest. Well, why would I care what demented gender confused leftists think? They cannot even figure out what bathroom to use.
Management: You are witty Mr. Berg. Yes, yes, witty. We are doing our research on Burn but we cannot find very much data. Good luck teaming with her and with her mother at ringside. You and the golden girls we say here.
Berg: Golden Girls? Seriously? What a stupid name.
Management: We cannot all be as clever as you Mr. Berg. Anyway, so long until next week.
(Berg hangs up the phone. The sun is shining by the pool, he takes off his shirt and pants to where he only has his swim trunks on. He lies down on a lounge chair under the sun and goes to sleep as the scene fades).