((It’s 10:43 AM on Thursday morning and Bo Walker’s mobile home down by the river is absolutely destroyed. Empty bottles and cans of Diet Coke are strewn about the estate as well as many balloons and a few pizza boxes. The oven in the kitchen is smoking. Jeb Walker is passed out on the couch and is snoring loudly as two unfortunate looking ladies are laying on the couch with him. A few cans of Bud Light are laying by the couch. Moving into the bedroom, it reveals an empty bed with no sheets on it, but plenty of empty Diet Coke bottle lying about. The bathroom is shown and there are two empty pizza boxes in there as well as more empty Diet Coke bottles. The large bathtub is shown with sheets covering the top of it. A leg is sticking out of the tub. It twitches. The head of our loveable hero Loverson pops up at the other end.))

Loverson: Ladies… ladies! There’s enough Loverson to go around!

((The sheets are thrown up and Loverson is sitting up with two blown-up dolls under each arm. He laughs and throws them out of the tub. Loverson leaps out of the tub and begins stretching. He’s wearing a yellow headband, black skinny jeans, and a black cut-off t-shirt with the sleeves cut-off as well. The short shirt was The Inspirational Loverson written on it in gold bedazzled letters.))

Loverson: Yowww, what a night! I haven’t partied like that since KISS decided to get back together for ANOTHER return tour!

((Loverson looks in the mirror and does a brief air-guitar.))

Loverson: Now let’s go see how the band is handling that rough night of partying, shall we?

((Loverson walks into the other room and sees Jeb Walker laying out on the couch. Jeb’s large belly is lifting one of the girl’s face up and down as he snores. Loverson, picking up a small item, sneaks up behind Jeb keeping low until he’s directly behind him. Loverson then jumps up with the air-horn and lets it blow! The girls jump out of their skin and jump back. Jeb jumps up and turns around. He slugs Loverson hard on the shoulder and Loverson falls in the chair laughing.))

Loverson: I’m sorry Jeb, but I couldn’t help it! Oh and I’m sorry to you wh….ahem ladies! I hope the money that Jeb paid you was more than decent.

((The two ladies get up to leave and Loverson shakes his finger at them.))

Loverson: Nuh-uh-uh. No leaving just yet ladies.

Lady: Well cain’t we?

Loverson: You can’t leave without this!

((He pulls the sparkling bra out of the chair that he is sitting in and throws it to the lady wearing just her shirt. She scoffs and they leave.))

Jeb: Aw, Loverson why’d you have to go about treatin’ dem ladies like dat?

Loverson: I wanted some band time, Jeb! C’mon! Where’d the bro-migos end up?

Jeb: Uh… they’re outside.

((Loverson gets up from the chair with enthusiasm and opens the screen door. He looks out and sees the ragged out blue Ford Ranger with two guys passed out in front and two guys in the back of the truck asleep. Loverson walks up and the smell of a skunk briefly fills the nostrils of Loverson. He smiles and sounds the air-horn making the four boys jump and start yelling at Loverson.))

Bo: You bettah stop that fucking shit!

Loverson: Aw c’mon Bo! We need to get on the road! Los Angeles is a long drive from Hope, AR!

Jerry: We goin’ ta LA Bo?! Why didn’tcha tell me!

((Jerry jumps out of the back of the truck and opens the side door and pulls Bo out of the driver’s seat and begins throwing kicks at him while he’s down. The other brothers laugh at the absurdity before Benny jumps out of the back of the truck and pulls Jerry off of him. Jerry and Benny are twins and are the youngest brothers and are about eighteen years old. Bo is the brother that grew up with Loverson and is the same age. Jeb is the oldest brother by about ten years and has no teeth in his mouth except in the back. The other brother, Mark, is a mute and never speaks no matter how he’s provoked. Jeb has come out to see what all the hubbub is about.))

Benny: So… we’re goin to LA, Lovahson?

Loverson: That’s right Benny! I need you five’s help with getting ready for this big match.

Jeb: Well let’s get on the road then, Lovah!

Loverson: You don’t have to tell me twice! Jeb, pull the van around. Bo, get off the ground you grass-muncher. I’d think you were a LSU fan, the way you’ve got your face in the grass. Twins! Grab the musical instruments out of the house! Oh and Mark? Shut up.

((Mark flips him off and that’s one language they all understand. Loverson rolls on the grass laughing at the sight. Jeb brings the van around and they all load the musical instruments into the back of the van. Loverson and the band continue on their journey towards Los Angeles.))




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((The scene joins back and the band is in the van. Mark is playing ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ on guitar beautifully. Jeb is driving and Loverson is sitting in shotgun. The van pulls over to a McDonalds somewhere in North Texas. The boys all jump out of the van.))

Jeb: You want anything out of Mickey D’s?

Loverson: I’m good man! But here’s some money, get you guys whatever you want.

Jeb: You’re the boss! Hey boys, food’s on Lovah!

((The boys all cheer as they run inside. The twins are pushing each other to the ground as they run towards the door. Loverson looks straight ahead as he chuckles to himself.))

Loverson: It’s all on the line come Monday night. My whole career, more or less. It’s the Final Countdown for LH Harrison. Come Monday I’m here to do three things. I’m here to rock. I’m here to roll. And I’m here to spread Inspiration to the masses. Loverson and The Little Inspirations will rock the face off of the competition on Monday Night. That’s right! A live concert right before I compete against Luca, Loverboy, and Gator. It seems Loverboy has commented and said that I’m scared of him. It couldn’t be further from the truth, Loverboy. I know what you’re capable of, but I’m the dark horse. No one has seen what I’m truly capable of and on September 8th I will unleash hell upon this fierce threesome. Wait… I mean… well anyways... Loverboy seems to be awfully focused on what awaits him after Monday and that may come back to bite him in the rear. Especially when I hit Vinnie so hard he actually thinks he's the lead singer for Loverboy. And for the other two? Stay tuned because, on Monday, here I go again on my own…

((Loverson does a bit of air-guitar and continues singing the Whitesnake song as he gets out of the van and heads into Mickey D’s with his bandmates.))