01-27-2023, 07:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-27-2023, 07:59 PM by Crunk. Edited 1 time in total.)
Danny Nedelko already has his dream home - his big athlete's mansion in the Phoenix suburbs. You know the drill - infinity pool... rotating toilet... BDSM dungeon. The usual. But Nedelko doesn't let too many visitors into his secret room. Those who are shown it, however - they get quite an experience.
Upon entry, the room is dimly lit, and the walls are covered in Steven Seagal posters and pictures. There are shelves lining the walls filled with Steven Seagal action figures, DVD sets, and signed movie posters. The smell of dipping tobacco lingers in the air. In the corner, there's a life-size cardboard cut out of Seagal himself, complete with a black suit and sunglasses. It's almost as if Seagal himself is watching over the room, poised to strike with an ineffective looking kick at any moment. The only piece of furniture in the room is a black bean bag.
Late at night, Danny Nedelko sits on that bean bag and says his favourite Steven Seagal lines to himself.
"I'm gonna take you to the bank, Senator Trent. To the blood bank."
Classic.
Upon entry, the room is dimly lit, and the walls are covered in Steven Seagal posters and pictures. There are shelves lining the walls filled with Steven Seagal action figures, DVD sets, and signed movie posters. The smell of dipping tobacco lingers in the air. In the corner, there's a life-size cardboard cut out of Seagal himself, complete with a black suit and sunglasses. It's almost as if Seagal himself is watching over the room, poised to strike with an ineffective looking kick at any moment. The only piece of furniture in the room is a black bean bag.
Late at night, Danny Nedelko sits on that bean bag and says his favourite Steven Seagal lines to himself.
"I'm gonna take you to the bank, Senator Trent. To the blood bank."
Classic.