A courthouse is shown in the background. An American flag and an Illinois’s state flag wave on the pole. A man in a cheap suit sits outside smoking on a cigarette and looking over a file. The man ashes his cigarette and looks as people walk past him. He seems irritated but none the less he continues to wait. A man in a black hoody and black jeans walks toward the man. His hood is up. The male in the cheap suits stands up.

“Hey, are you Anthony....”

“You can call me knucks... are we ready to finish this shit I am ready.” the hooded man reaches out with scarred up hands that have bruises. The camera zooms in on what looks like old broken knuckles all over his hand.

The man in the suit does not look impressed, “look Anthony the judge is not going to call you by your street name... look today you are asking the judge to remove you from foster care. you have to show them you are stable and can provide for yourself” he shakes his head, “didn’t my receptionist tell you to dress up?”

The hooded man steps back, “look, man, this is all I got... look the lady from the state told me to stop slinging the drugs and shit. So, I took a vacation from the game... so I got no money so how you expect this mother fucker to buy one of those cheap suits?”

“So you didn’t get a job and you have no place to live... you are headed back to the group home I am sorry but you knew what you had to do”. The man drops his cigarette and turns to walk into the courthouse. “Let’s go, Anthony”
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It’s now a few hours later and a very angry knucks walks out of the court building. He screams out and kicks over the trash can outside and a few birds fly off and trash flows from the can. “Fuck that cunt she doesn’t own me... I am no slave... I am not a piece of property I am Tony fucking Knucks And I am not going back to no group home.”

The man in the cheap suit walks over as he lights his cigarette and takes a drag. “Tuff break kid... look, man, let’s find you a real job because the judge said slinging dope and fucking bitches is not a job”. He takes another hit as he walks closer towards Anthony.

“Real easy for you to say you have a job and a car... me I got nothing.” Knucks turns towards the man in the suit. “Look bro I sell drugs, I pull out my giant meat stick and fuck the skanks and I fight... so where do I find a job that will use one of these skills?”

The man in the suit lights up another smoke and coughs, “well maybe you should try to do porn? That is if you really do have a huge penis!”

Knucks looks at him and shakes his head, “dude if you are trying to look at my junk, that is the worst attempt I have ever heard. Dude, it’s like 10 inches and it’s fat... your wife would love it”. Knucks chuckles to himself Proud of his comment.

“Look I don’t want to see your junk and I don’t have a wife so nice, try kid.” He takes another drag off of his cigarette and leans in. “Look I know this guy who directs porn let me see what I can do.”

“Oh, shit maybe Knucks has misjudged you... tell your friend I am white all over except one area.” He leans in closer, “I am talking about my big dick”

“Yeah I figured that is what you meant... look let me see what I can do and I will get back to you. Head back to the group home and don’t fuck around if you want out of the system.” The two shake hands and the man in the suit walk off after lighting another smoke.
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It’s a few days later and we see Anthony again with the black hoody and jeans. He is in a suburb of Chicago and he walks into a store and a guy with Chicago Bulls hat is standing behind the counter.

“Sup man... look I um need you to hook me up... I need a tide pod just a single” Anthony looks at the man and awaits his response. “Look, dude, I got $1.12 can you hook me up?”

The cashier looks up, “fuck in the 90s we use to do that with cigarettes but now you drug seekers want to buy lose tide pods... what is this world coming to?”

“Da fuck??? I don’t want to get high with it I need to wash my outfit so I can get this job... dude I have a chance to do porn so I need clean socks, jeans, and a shirt. For some reason porn guys always, free ball it” Anthony smiles as you see part of his face from under the hood.

“That’s funny look kid I am not selling you a single tide pod... get a job and come buy a whole container of them.” The cashier just shakes his head. He turns his attention to a customer that is in line. “Next customer”

An older lady steps up and she starts ringing her stuff up and she has an off-brand detergent pouch and she puts them down. “Young man I will give you one of these laundry pods as long as you don’t snort it”

Anthony turns towards her, “Nah I will pass I don’t use cheap brands... and I wasn’t going to drink it... smoke it or fucking snort it.” Anthony storms out of the store. He kicks the door open and runs into a homeless man shopping cart.

“Watch out son” the homeless man yells as his shopping cart hits Anthony.

“Don’t talk to me like that I am not your son... well maybe I am, did you fuck my mom as well?” Anthony just stares at the homeless man... Anthony wasn’t sure what to say, was he looking at his future self... he shakes his head.

The old lady walks out of the store and she hands Anthony the off-brand detergent pod and she starts to walks off. She turns back towards Anthony and she walks back to him, “good luck at your interview... I figure if you get the job it will be one less asshole on the system.”

Anthony looks her in the face, “thanks, I think... Look I got, like a dollar and some change or I can let you give me a gum job on my huge dick..."

The old lady face turns red as she says, “how dare you to talk to me like that I am 71?” The women don’t move though.
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Later that same day we see Anthony walking out of a home with the same clothes on but now they are cleaner. He sits down on the step and he touches his crotch area. “Damn grandma Judy sure can suck a mean dick... I just feel bad I popped her hip out when we went doggy style.” He laughs as he stands up and an ambulance pulls up. He walks towards the street as two EMT workers rush into the home.

“Today was a good day... I got an interview lined up for tomorrow... got some free soap. Judy washed my Clothes and I got the world sloppiest gum job ever.” While he is daydreaming they bring the old lady out on a stretcher.

Anthony turns to her as she speaks, “Anthony baby good luck at your interview and please call me?” The EMT workers just glare at this sick fuck for what he did to this old lady. The ambulance drives off and Anthony starts to walk down the street.
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Things always seemed to happen around Anthony he always found himself in trouble with the law... husbands... dads and really anyone he came across.

The porn interview didn’t go as planned Anthony showed up and had his interview they took nude pictures of him and they said they wanted to see him perform... but when a dude walked in the room with skinny jeans and a scarf on and told him to blow him it got ugly.

“What the fuck... I ain’t doing no gay porn... I ain’t sucking that dick or any other dick... fuck this I am out of here... you ”
That’s when the gay guy with the scarf grabbed Anthony and Anthony starts swinging away he beat the shit out of him, the director and the guy with the camera. Anthony stormed out of the office and walked down the street looking at his bloody as knuckles.

“The fuck was that shit... how did my state caseworker set me up for gay porn... I ain’t gay...” At that point, Anthony decided maybe he wasn’t cut out for porn and he already called the unicorn strip club but he had a bad feeling about the name and the fact that the line outside waiting to get in was all guys.

So it was either drugs or fighting.


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Anthony “Knucks” Scalici is sitting on a bench the sun is beating down on him. The sleeves of his black hoody have been removed and his black pants have been cut just below the knees. He looks out of place and he looks angry and frustrated with the world. People walk around him and he doesn’t even seem to notice them.

A man walks over wearing a black tracksuit and the suit. The man sits down next to Anthony and he offers his hand, “Hey my name is Tim Briggs and I am your trainer and manager and I look forward to helping you grow and one day you will be a champion.” He waits for Anthony to shake his hand.

“What makes you think I need some dude in a douche bag suit trying to teach me anything” Anthony stands up, “One day be a champion… mother fucker I am winning my debut match and when I win in the fastest time limit… I will get a tv title shot” Anthony steps away from Mr. Briggs. “This week I face a man named, Pestalance and he is making his big debut in the XWF”


Tim Briggs keep looking around as if he is looking all around, “You see I am looking for this pro wrestler that has experience in the ring when you find him let me know.” He then stands up, “Because you are 18 years old and you have never wrestled a fucking match and now you think you don’t need my services.” He walks towards Anthony, “Look you did not ask me for help, but the person that got you this job asked me to help.” He reaches out his hand again, “looks let’s try this again”

Anthony looks at Briggs, “Yeah I am 18 and this is my first professional fight but I have been fighting all of my life.” Anthony reaches his hand out, “Look I am not going to kiss your ass but if you can help me then I am good with it.” They shake hands. “So what can you tell me about this mother fucker I am facing?”

Briggs smiles and he motions for Anthony to follow him. The two men make their way to a black truck and they get in. “Let's head over to my office and let's take a closer look at the man you are facing.” Briggs starts the truck and they start driving, “So what do you think of California so far?”

Anthony is staring out the window, he sighs as he looks out, “I hate this place… I want to head back to Chicago now…but this is where I need to be to make that money.” Anthony turns his attention back to Briggs, “Look, man I am not here to make fans, I am not here to make friends… I am here because I have to have money and a job that will get me out of the system.”

Briggs smiles, “So I guess it is safe to say that you have a reason you have something that gives you that drive, look he is a trained in MMA and he is 27 years old. But then again, anyone can be trained in the MMA these days. Fuck I think you can watch a youtube video and get a certificate these days.” Briggs laughs, “The best part is this dude actually admits to being a Rutgers football player and that he would have been on the team in 2010 when they went 4 and 8… but the next few years went better but really it was the big east so that’s like…”

“That’s like saying you won a gold medal at the Special Olympics. You know what is better than winning the gold at the special Olympics? Not being a fuck in the first place.” Anthony seems really proud of himself. “Look while he was in college. I was kicking teachers asses in Grade school. I might not be going to college but mother fucker I skipped half of high school.” Anthony watches out the window as they pull into a small bar. “I thought you said your office?”

“Yes, my office is behind the bar… sorry, you are a kid you cannot drink.” Briggs steps out of his truck and walks towards the office. “Look, kid, when you win your first match we will drink a beer together.” Briggs pulls out some keys and he unlocks the door and walks in. He sits down at his desk and he grabs a folder.

“Look when I win and I will win… you can drink that beer I am going to head out for a night on the town and I am going to find a hot little slooot and fuck the shit out of her.” Anthony looks around at the pictures of champions holding titles and pictures of Briggs with Other Wrestlers. “So what tips do you have for me, Briggs?”

Briggs leans back in his chair, “Look your opponent is a lot like you he is more of striker so I want you to go into this as if it was a street fight” He looks at his watch, “You have to really understand that the former Football player, MMA Trained guys they come with large egos. Look he expects to win and he plans to make a name for himself at your expense.” He then walks over and looks at a picture. “These big ego stars come in headstrong and you just have to be ready to take advantage of openings. These openings will happen and when you find it sticks him with Right Left and then use your finisher.”

“Finisher?”