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>slides into the apartment
>eardrum shattering pop
>"Hey Jerry, guess what, you're not gonna believe this, I got a world famous wrestling wrestling manager in my apartment!"
"A wrestling manager? What the hell do they need managers for?! Do you really need a guy to tell you how to rip someones head off? [laugh track] Well who is it? Bobby Heenan?"
"uhhhh, no."
"Mr Fuji?"
"Not exactly, it's Jim Cornette!"
"Who? [laugh track]"
"Jim Cornette! You don't remember him? He managed the Midnight Express!"
"Oh yeahhhh yeah yeah, nope, I still don't remember [laugh track]"
"Well whatever Jerry, he's a legend in the business Jerry, A LEGEND! He managed multiple tag teams in the WWF, he ran multiple wrestling promotions, people pay him on patreon just to hear him talk Jerry!"
"Wow..... all those accomplishments and he's sitting in your apartment, huh? [laugh track]"
"He gave me a proposition, Jerry!"
"A proposition? What is it, are you gonna start wrestling, Kramer?"
"Uhhhh, not quite Jerry. He invited me over to his house to use his hot tub and screw his wife. He's gonna watch. [laugh track]"
>cuts to Jerry's shocked expression, more laugh track
>screaming can be heard in the next apartment
"Ope. Gotta go. He's got quite the temper on him, huh? You should've seen him when we went through the Dairy Queen drive through, nearly climbed through the window and put the lady taking our order in a headlock. [laugh track]"
>Kramer exits
"Welp. I can't wait to see what he does to Kramer! [laugh track]
>slap bass
