The producer yells out, "That's a wrap. Good job everyone."
"Yes good job Winkman," says Nigel to Nedl. "Boy did she ever give you a shot. You okay?"
"Ah, I'm gonna be sore after that one for quite a while. Good thing they don't get used as much as they used too." Nedl notices Tarrall taking Opinionated away to suspension jail. "Hey Opie, no hard feelings man, I'm really sorry about the banned thing."
"I'll get you for this Nedl. Watch your back man, I'm going to get you one of these days. When you least expect it, I'll get you!"
"Nothing personal Op, we just needed a break from your sick sense of humor man. It's just too weird for us. We're just simple folk. An occasional laugh is all we need. See you in two weeks buddy."
"Yeah," says Nigel, "In two weeks man, enjoy the vacation." Opie gets dragged off kicking and screaming. Wroe comes running up to Nedl. He immediately goes into the protective stance.
"Oh, Mr. Winkendale, I am soooo sorry about kicking you. I am so ashamed. I just reacted and I am... just sooo sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
Nedl relaxes and goes into "man" mode. "Well baby, you want to kiss them and make them feel better?" Wroe is shocked. She cocks back her leg and before she knows it... yes, that's right, right in the potato sack, right in the sperm spa, right in the testicle tent, right in the love buttons, right in the this-ain't-gonna-be-hard-for-quite-a-while spot. Nedl falls to the floor writhing in pain.
"Well I never!" says Wroe as she turns and storms off the set.
"Great job, Wimpy Winky," says Nigel as he steps over Nedl. "I'll have to remember that line to use on the girls myself...NOT!" As Nigel heads to the exit he sees Tom and his wife.
"Yes honey bunch I tried to keep the house clean the whole time. I ate only salads and didn't have any cigars or beer while you were gone. The trash can sweetums? Oh ah, um, DF said his were full and wanted to put some of his garbage in ours. I said it was okay. Those are his beer bottles, Angelface."
Kenn comes walking by Nedl, still on the floor. Kenn is wearing only his green thong and carrying his clothes. "Thanks again Wink, this is so great, I love it. Have a good weekend." Kenn walks out into the parking lot where he see's DF trying to get the key to his car in the lock, but keeps missing. Wroe walks up to DF.
"Need some help, hansome?"
"I wish this car would hold still so I could get the key in it."
"Tell you what, sweet cheeks, I'll give you a ride. How would you like to go to the Neighborhood Link bar and shoot some pool?"
"Shoot some pool, naw, it just gets the pool full of buckshot and makes the water taste like gunpowder. Besides you're not suppose to go in the water till an hour after you eat."
Did you just eat something?" asked Wroe.
"Well technically, no, but I did have some Wild Turkey and I consider that a meal."
"Let's go to the bar anyway, we can listen to some music and talk."
So they get to the Neighborhood Link bar and there behind the bar is Big Brother. "Pulled bartending duty tonight BB?" asked Wroe.
"Yeah, thought I would help out tonight, can always use the tips."
"Here's a tip for you BB," says DF, "Don't ever call her..." he points to Wroe and covers his groin and whispers, "Wroe Runner."
"Um... okay, I'll remember that. What you drinking?"
"The usual for me," said DF.
"You want a glass or leave it in the container?"
"Naw I don't need a glass, just put the keg up here on the bar."
"And what about you lovely lady? Having your usual?"
"Yeah, why not. So DF you got any quarters for the jute box?" DF hands her a bunch of quarters. On her way over she passes Tom and his wife at one of the tables.
"Yes, dear, I remembered to clean the cat box Sugarlips." Wroe makes her selections and heads back to DF.
"Hi, Wroe, how you doing girlfriend?" Wroe looks over and there is Tlou and Istreat having a drink and sharing recipies. "Congrats on your game show win. You done good girl."
"Thanks, yeah it was a lot of fun. What you gals cooking up?"
"Got a recipe for some cherry mocha peanut butter and dill pickle bars. "That sounds different. Have fun girls." As she sits down next to DF, Nedl walks in the door. He is walking very gingerly.
"What will you have there Wink?" BB asks him.
"Give me a bag with some ice in it, please." BB gets him the bag of ice and Nedl opens his pants and puts the bag of ice down around his "bruised ego."
A slow song comes on the jute box and Wroe leads DF to the dance floor. He's a bit drunk and they awkwardly dance. Not because he's drunk, it's just hard slow dancing with a keg between you. The phone at the bar rings and BB answers it.
"It's for you Wink."
"Hello, this is Nedl Winkendale." He pulls the phone away from his ear as the yelling is so loud.
"I'll get you, you son of a..."
"Opie? Is that you buddy? How are you?" The verbal abuse continues from the other end of the phone. Suddenly Nedl looks around. "Wroe, he wants to talk to you."
She takes the phone. Nedl hands BB the melted bag of ice and asks for a refill.
"Sure, I can do that for you Opie, I'll be glad too." She hangs up the phone and faces Nedl. "This is from Opinionated." She rears back and kicks Wink right in the marshmallows, right in the sweet spot, right in the love grapes, right in the pearls of sensual delight, right in the tallywhacker berries. Nedl falls once again to the floor.
BB starts laughing hysterically. "Just another night in the Neighborhood."
