Case Study: The New Era


*The camera fades in showing Smo in a small cubicle located in a remote location somewhere in the Southeast. People are running around everywhere and the phones are ringing like crazy.

Smo: Welcome to today's show. Today we bring about a new era of NGFL: Case Studies. With Gro gone from the NGFL limelight, I am now proud to present you with my new co-pilot...*drumroll* Hubb!

*Camera goes to the annoncers booth where we see Hubb dressed in a brown, leather pilot's cap and goggles.

Smo: My simplistic, meaningless stories have gone on long enough. My new co-pilot and friend in this fighter jet of nice guy life has so many stories it makes me look like I don't belong on this path. So with no further adeu, I give you Hubb.

*Applause erupts all over the place. The deafening sounds begin driving Smo down onto the ground as he curls up in pain.

Hubb: *standing to acknowlede the tremendous applause from his millions of fans, most of whom are from Colorado and Camp Boxwell* Thank you, thank you. No please.

*The applause slowly trails off, allowing Smo to return to his seat as Hubb sits back down with a huge and sarcastic smile on his face.*

Hubb: For years, or perhaps only months, you've known me as Chris Hubbard, Smo and Gro's stooge announcer. However it was only a matter of time before I took the spotlight and now here I am. *another round of applause, which prompts Hubb to look straight at the camera in his best political pose* Now, my name may not rhyme with Smo and I may not be the girl magnet that Gro was, but ladies and gentlemen of the United States and Fans of the NGFL everywhere. I AM Hubb ... and I am a Nice Guy Who has and will continue ..... to finish LAST!

*The crowd breaks into a frenzy as Hubb again acknowledges the crowd, standing to shake several people's hands and to kiss a few babies.*

*Bud orders his security force to restrain the crowd as he rolls his eyes and walks over behind Smo.*

Bud: *Whispering to Smo* Geeze, talk about an ego-maniac. I think things are really starting to go to Hubb's head.

Smo: Shhh, keep it down. That maybe so, but he brings in the fans and that means more of a spotlight for all of us.

Hubb: *returning to his seat* Now, where to start. I've had some interesting situations that indeed proove how Nice Guy's Finish Last. I want to start with a familiar one and a smaller one, and we'll build up to my more adventurious tales. Now Smo, *stroking his beard* I want you to think back with me ....

Smo: *nodds and stroke's his imaginary beard* Hmmmm........

Hubb: Back to a place where many of my stories originate ..... they call it - Coffee County High .......

*The screen shimmers away and we are suddenly transported back to Manchester, TN. Smo, Hubb, and Bud drop in out of the sky, landing in the middle of the recently re-planted landscaping in front of Coffee County Central High School.*

Hubb: Whoa! *brushing the dirt off as he stands*

Smo: *also standing* I don't think Dr. Johnson is going to appreciate this .... *surveying the damaged flowers and shrubs.*

Bud: *climbing out of a bush* Not to worry. What do you want to bet Dr. Johnson hasn't even seen the entrance to the school since they planted this stuff. He's probably still been in his office the whole time.

Smo: *nodds* Good point. Heck, I went here for four years and never saw him once.

Hubb: Now, situation Number 1 *walking to the doors of the school* ..... we'll protect the name of the so-called innocent and simply refer to this girl as Ms. Florida Sunshine. Or 'Sunshine' for short.

Bud: Figures, another out of stater. *quickly correcting himself* Not that there's anything wrong with out of staters ... or anything. Ya know I was just .... well ... nevermind.

*All three of our N.G.'s enter the school and take a look around their old digs.*

Bud: Aw, the memories......ya know, I really think we should trash this joint.

Smo: *shivers* I'm getting the creeps just standing in here again. Tell me we don't have to stay for long.

Hubb: Oh, only for 2 or 3 Case Studies.

Smo: Two or Three!? Ok, well, let's get started.

Hubb: Now, Ms. 'Sunshine' graduated a year ahead of us, but as I know Smo is aware of, I had rather the attraction to her.

Bud: Probably stalked her .... er, I mean ... ummm, anyway ... nevermind.

Hubb: *tolls his eyes* Anyway, while she was in school, I tried to drop a lot of hints but being the Nice Guy I am, I never made any serious moves.

Smo: Naturally.

Hubb: But we became close friends and kept in touch. Hung out a lot, and when the time came for me to run away to Colorado, we agreed to stay in touch. Over the past year we exchanged e-mails.

Bud: I can feel this leading up to something.

Hubb: Well, upon deciding that I was going to return to Tennessee for this past summer, I sent her an e-mail to let her know I would be in town and that I wanted to meet up with her for lunch or something. A month past ...... no answer.

Smo: Maybe your e-mail didn't get threw.

Hubb: I considered that possibility, so I sent a second one. Still no answer.

Smo: Hmmmmm....now it's getting suspicious.

Hubb: Well, a week before I came to Tennessee, she finally e-mailed me back.

Smo: A confirmation?

Hubb: Nope. It was a Chain Letter.

Bud: A Chain Letter!?

Smo: So, she didn't take the time to respond to your last two e-mails, but she had time to send you a Chain Letter? Ouch.

Hubb: A minor blip compaired to some of my other situations. But talk about a slap in the face. Fair to say I don't plan on communicating with her again.

Smo: Hey guys, let's head over to Mrs. Pedigo's room for good old-fashioned, drive the teacher crazy, fun.

Bud: Muwhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa....*coughcoughcough*...ahahahaha... I love it... muwahahahaha.. *coughhackcough*..ahahaha...ha....ha.............ha.............ha....*passes out*

Hubb: Leave 'em there. Let's go Smo!

*The screen fades to black as Smo and Hubb walk off.



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