Post by 'The Cyclone' JK on Sept 1, 2009 7:47:27 GMT -5
JK: So you guys ready?
*JK appears, as the screen lights up, with a camping backpack on his back (Obviously) and what looks like a tent in his right hand. Standing near to him is his usual Entourage, his Best friend Paul Cockatoo, and his Wife Jasmine, are packed in a similar fashion, except Jasmine is not carrying a tent. JK is dressed as if he is about to go on a hiking trip, as they are headed to the Kokoda track*
Paul: So, why are we headed to Kokoda anyway?
JK: Symbology, the Kokoda track is an important area for the Australians. Imagine people with the fighting skill of a team of disorderly drunks who keep falling over, coming face to face with a well oiled war machine that was threatening to take over. That was what it was like for our defence force, a bunch of kids who had only three weeks training before having to test themselves against the advancing Japanese. And yet, even though we were out matched in every way possible, we had the more out of date weaponry, heavier equipment, and of course, less experience, we still won the battle and stopped the Japanese from invading.
*Paul puts on a confused look, but now that we know his real persona, we can see that he has forced this look*
Paul: Wha?
JK: We won against a stronger force, one well stronger than our own.
Jasmine: So where is the Kokoda track?
JK: It’s in Papa New Guinea. Here, I have a map of the exact location.
*JK shows them the map of the trail, of which the camera shows the viewing audience*
Jasmine: How far is the walk?
JK: About 96 Kilometres, or sixty miles. By the way, I managed to get a way for you to do the track, even though you have the pregnancy and all...
Jasmine: O....k, how exactly?
JK: The first Village we stop at has a helicopter pad. You’ll be staying in the village for a few days, then they’ll take you on an overhead guide of the track, and we’ll be able to meet up at the end of the trip.
*Jasmine looks slightly disheartened, but she knows that JK has her best interests at heart, and she should really not be doing this journey, but one thing is still getting to her*
Jasmine: How can you afford this?
JK: I told the guides that they’ll be on GIW.com TV.
*Paul is tapping on something in his hand*
JK: What the hell are you doing Paul?
Paul: Accessing my money safe.
*JK looks at what Paul is holding. It looks like an old accountant’s calculator*
JK: Mate, that’s a calculator....
Paul: Yes, but I messed around with it a little bit a few years back, and now, if I put in the right sum and hit enter....
*Paul presses the enter button*
Paul: I can access money stored inside the Calculator.
JK: How did you manage to keep the calculator running? You’dve had to remove the computer chips and stuff to make room for the cash!
Paul: Yeah, it was hard work to find the right components, but you can find almost anything on eBay.
*Jasmine looks down at her watch before looking back up at the two friends*
Jasmine: Guys, we’d better head off now or we’ll be late.
*The scene fades down on the three leaving the apartment to head down to the airport. When the picture returns, we find ourselves in a native township in a mountainous area, a group of twelve or thirteen people are gathered round a pole set in the middle of the town, it is here where we see the trio talking amongst themselves*
Jasmine: Be careful Jordan, you don’t want to get hurt this week.
*JK laughs it off in a caring sort of way*
JK: Jazz, you worry too much! We’ll be fine.
*A guy in camo clothing walks up to the huddled mass. His ‘Guide’ badge glinting in the sunlight*
Guide: OK guys, welcome to the Kokoda track. My name is Craig, and I will be your guide on our journey. Now before we begin with our trip on what is considered one of Australia’s greatest battles, I would like to inform you, that there will be a camera crew with us today, as GIW superstar JK is going to be filming his journey through here as he is training for his upcoming title bout at Battlegrounds.
*People turn and smile at JK, who waves and nods in acknowledgement before the attention goes back to Craig*
Craig: Right, well the Kokoda track is one of the most dangerous hiking trails in the world. There are areas where, if it has been exposed to certain amounts of rain, you will find big areas of mud. This mud can become thick enough to get you stuck for a good half hour or so, or can be slippery enough for you to slide right off the edge of the mountain if you lose your balance. There will also be areas where you will have to walk single file as the track will thin out. So are we all ready?
*There is some mumbling, and people are slightly nodding their heads*
Craig: Then let’s head out.
*The scene fades down as JK says his goodbyes to Jasmine. We return right away to an almost Documentary style of filming, the camera is focused on Paul, who is sweating a lot from the combined heat and physicality of the trip. A small caption appears underneath him, stating his name, and that he is JK’s best friend and his Tag-team partner*
Paul: Yeah so we’re half way through the first day of the journey, and I’ve already broken something...
*Paul holds up the Calculator/money holder, which is now hanging on by one hinge *
Paul: Had all my cash in it, of which I’ve had to transfer to one of my pockets, what happened was about thirty minutes into the trip, we came across a fairly steep area as we started walking through the mountains of the Owen Stanley range, I had the front pocket of my bag done up incorrectly, it slipped out, and snapped at the hinges. What a great start to the trip. Should, hopefully, be able to get it fixed once we get back home though.
*The camera cuts to JK who looks slightly tired, but apart from his breathing, his tiredness is not showing at all*
JK: Well that was apparently one of the easiest parts of the track, it has been pretty tiresome, but we should be getting to the first camp, which is a local Village, in a few hours time. At the moment we are halfway between Liberi and Korubaiwa, which, according to Craig, is pretty fast. We’re actually a whole hour ahead of schedule. And all I can say for my opponents is that this Sunday, I will be in great physical condition from this hike, so be careful.
*JK laughs as we now show certain highlights of the trip so far, such as when Paul’s Calculator/money holder fell out of the bag and broke, JK doing some chin-ups on a nearby branch during one of the quick breaks, Paul sketching some of the mountainous region in a sketch book, and of course, random moments of the actual trekking. We come back to inside JK’s tent, this is being filmed on, from what we can guess from the picture quality, JK’s mobile phone*
JK: We are finally in Korubaiwa, we have stopped off for the night, it is currently five thirty PM, and, well, already Paul and I have been realised as actual wrestlers, and not just some actors hired by the company. The teens in this town are pretty big wrestling fans, and about five minutes into our arrival, we managed somehow, to be the entertainment for tonight, as Midday Oil take on a local tag team that have taken their name from a legendary group of native soldiers who helped the Aussies against the Japanese, the Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels, or the FWA for short. And the best part is the league here is almost like a New Guinean version of ECW, so we’re booked for a hardcore match. Look out anyone who gets in my way on Sunday.
*JK switches off his mobile, and we come back to a makeshift ring in the middle of town. There are at least 40-50 people from the town here to watch, plus the rest of the Kokoda Travellers. The crowd is cheering in support of both teams and we are evidently halfway through the match with the FWA with a huge ass Afro taking on Paul on top of a 15ft ladder, and JK about to send the Bald 6’5” FWA member with the short beard through a bamboo table. As the Bearded FWA member goes crashing through the table, Paul manages to get the upper hand on the Afro’ed FWA, sending him off the ladder and falling to the floor. But unfortunately he falls on top of JK as he begins his run for a suicide dive on a third FWA member who had tried to interfere earlier in the match. The ref gets to a two count as the Afro FWA recovers for a quick pin, but Paul comes to the save by hitting him over the head with a wooden folding chair. Paul lifts him up and hits the broken drum as JK begins to stir, he finally gets to a vertical basis as the other FWA guy comes charging in with a trashcan. JK is quick to act though, hitting him with a Pele Kick from out of nowhere, sending the trash can into his face causing him to stagger violently, and finishing him off with the cyclone. Paul gets the unconscious bearded FWA out of the ring by picking him up and tossing him over the top rope as JK climbs the nearby ladder, taunts for the end, and hits a massive Cane Toad Splash for the three count. When the camera changes over, we have an interview with the FWA
Afro guy: *Panting* Man, we always thought they’d be a challenge, but, DAMN!
Bearded guy: Yeah, these two seem like they are ready for anything, and that JK, he is just damn quick man. I never saw that Pele coming.
*The bearded guy is holding his palm over his right eye, where the force of the Pele Kick was most concentrated*
Voice from behind the camera: Do you think JK’s got a chance for the GIW.com title this Sunday?
Afro guy: Oh, yeah, definitely. I mean, we’ve been fighting for years now, this was our signature match, and we have never been beaten before tonight. He’ll be up to any challenge.
Voice from behind the camera: but with his opponents’ violent natures, do you think that JK can exit that in any fit shape?
Bearded guy: Well, if he can land a kick like that on the night, then hell yeah
*The scene fades once more, and we have writing appearing on the screen*
Due to unforseen weather problems and technical issues, we could not continue to film until two days after the match between Midday Oil and the FWA. So we have decided to brief what has happened in the past 48 hours. Paul fixed his Money Holder/Calculator with some tree sap melted to the hinges, now it won’t open. JK and Paul found time during a break to play some cricket with a few locals, while batting; JK managed to get the ball stuck in a small gap of a nearby tree. Once the ball was back down, he managed to get a total of twenty five runs for his team; Paul tried bowling for the first time and got three wickets in his first over. The expedition is now a grand total of 2 hours ahead of schedule. We rejoin JK and Paul in the final leg of the trip*
JK: Fuck I hate thunderstorms when I’m hiking!
*JK is absolutely drenched, his face covered in dark brown mud*
Paul: Luckily it was still tame enough for us to continue man, its Friday I think, so we don’t have long after tonight. Where are we at the moment anyway?
*JK checks his map*
JK: just south of Denki...
*JK faces the camera*
JK: The storm eased off last night while we were in Alola, it was so fierce yesterday that it made the track between Efogi and Myola impassable, so we had to take the shorter route of Efogi to Kagi, and hence why we are so ahead of schedule. We camped at Eora Creek, the first actual Camping portion of the journey, and it was so windy that both mine and Pauls tents unpegged themselves, it was a good thing that the bags weigh as much as they did or the tents would’ve been blown over. But the point is, within a few mere hours, me and Paul are going to have completed the Kokoda track.
Voice behind the camera: Do you think this whole ordeal has gotten you ready for your title match?
*JK laughs*
JK: Mate, this trip has been nothing but Physical, I am tired from the walking, I’ve been carrying what must be at least 15 kilograms on my back for hours on end, I’ve trained in the art of Hardcore matches with a team that is renowned in Papa New Guinea for their brutality when in a hardcore match, and I’ve had to trudge through thick mud and battle the strong winds and freezing rain. If I am not ready after all of this, then I don’t know what will get me ready.
*The camera cuts to Craig the guide as he gives us his views on the match*
Craig: Well before this trip, I would have said that Dredd will be the absolute favourite to win the .com title, but now, after seeing all the stuff that JK has put up with this week just to train, then I’d have to say that it will be a close match.
Voice behind the camera: Do you think that Korpi, Montana, and Dredd should watch out?
Craig: Oh, Definitely. I’ve always said that to complete this track is a physical feat in on its own, and if JK can do it at the age of 16, then he can do just about anything. Give them hell JK I say.
Voice behind the camera: Has this trip bettered JK’s endurance from the previous matches you’ve seen of him, and from when he started this trip
Craig: I have noticed a lot of change in JK, each hike he seems to be getting better and better at adapting to his surrounds, and his endurance, man, I don’t think I have ever seen so much change in endurance levels in all my five years of taking people down the Kokoda track.
*The Camera fades as we replay all the highlight of the trip until we swap to a camera inside a Helicopter, where sits Jasmine*
Pilot: *To Jasmine, he has to shout to make his voice heard over the rotating blades of the chopper* THEY ARE JUST ABOUT TO HEAD INTO THE TOWN OF KOKODA!
*Jasmine keeps looking forwards out of the window*
Jasmine: *to the camera* I ALWAYS KNEW JK AND PAUL COULD HANDLE THEMSELVES.
*we switch back to the group as they are nearing the boarder of the Kokoda township before Paul realises something*
Paul: Crap! I left my money holder behind in Kagi!
JK: Mate, don’t worry! It wouldn’t open anyway.
*The trio continue to walk until eventually they are greeted by a group of locals in the town centre. It is now when Craig addresses the group for the final time*
Craig: Well Folks, you did it! You have just gone through one of the most famous tracks in pacific World War Two history. You should all be proud of yourselves, as many who first went down this track, didn’t come back alive, and it wasn’t all because of gunfire, but because of the dangerous weather of this area, as you witnessed this week. I would like to think that this experience has made you grow a little bit, and to take in how hard it would have been for our troops. Thank you!
*The group clap and cheer before dispersing into the awaiting helicopters. JK and Paul are about to head into the one where Jasmine was, before JK is blindsided by Jasmine, who proceeds to squeeze the life out of him*
Jasmine: I missed you so much Jordan!!!
JK: Yeah same here! How was your little vacation?
Jasmine: It was excellent! The room at the hotel had an amazing view of the mountains. How was the hike?
JK: It’s an extremely long story; I think that if someone were typing it, he’d be pretty damn sore in the finger joints right about now. I’ll tell you on the plane trip home.
*The scene fades down as the credits for this ‘Documentary’ come up on the screen before ending with...*
*Black*
*JK appears, as the screen lights up, with a camping backpack on his back (Obviously) and what looks like a tent in his right hand. Standing near to him is his usual Entourage, his Best friend Paul Cockatoo, and his Wife Jasmine, are packed in a similar fashion, except Jasmine is not carrying a tent. JK is dressed as if he is about to go on a hiking trip, as they are headed to the Kokoda track*
Paul: So, why are we headed to Kokoda anyway?
JK: Symbology, the Kokoda track is an important area for the Australians. Imagine people with the fighting skill of a team of disorderly drunks who keep falling over, coming face to face with a well oiled war machine that was threatening to take over. That was what it was like for our defence force, a bunch of kids who had only three weeks training before having to test themselves against the advancing Japanese. And yet, even though we were out matched in every way possible, we had the more out of date weaponry, heavier equipment, and of course, less experience, we still won the battle and stopped the Japanese from invading.
*Paul puts on a confused look, but now that we know his real persona, we can see that he has forced this look*
Paul: Wha?
JK: We won against a stronger force, one well stronger than our own.
Jasmine: So where is the Kokoda track?
JK: It’s in Papa New Guinea. Here, I have a map of the exact location.
*JK shows them the map of the trail, of which the camera shows the viewing audience*
Jasmine: How far is the walk?
JK: About 96 Kilometres, or sixty miles. By the way, I managed to get a way for you to do the track, even though you have the pregnancy and all...
Jasmine: O....k, how exactly?
JK: The first Village we stop at has a helicopter pad. You’ll be staying in the village for a few days, then they’ll take you on an overhead guide of the track, and we’ll be able to meet up at the end of the trip.
*Jasmine looks slightly disheartened, but she knows that JK has her best interests at heart, and she should really not be doing this journey, but one thing is still getting to her*
Jasmine: How can you afford this?
JK: I told the guides that they’ll be on GIW.com TV.
*Paul is tapping on something in his hand*
JK: What the hell are you doing Paul?
Paul: Accessing my money safe.
*JK looks at what Paul is holding. It looks like an old accountant’s calculator*
JK: Mate, that’s a calculator....
Paul: Yes, but I messed around with it a little bit a few years back, and now, if I put in the right sum and hit enter....
*Paul presses the enter button*
Paul: I can access money stored inside the Calculator.
JK: How did you manage to keep the calculator running? You’dve had to remove the computer chips and stuff to make room for the cash!
Paul: Yeah, it was hard work to find the right components, but you can find almost anything on eBay.
*Jasmine looks down at her watch before looking back up at the two friends*
Jasmine: Guys, we’d better head off now or we’ll be late.
*The scene fades down on the three leaving the apartment to head down to the airport. When the picture returns, we find ourselves in a native township in a mountainous area, a group of twelve or thirteen people are gathered round a pole set in the middle of the town, it is here where we see the trio talking amongst themselves*
Jasmine: Be careful Jordan, you don’t want to get hurt this week.
*JK laughs it off in a caring sort of way*
JK: Jazz, you worry too much! We’ll be fine.
*A guy in camo clothing walks up to the huddled mass. His ‘Guide’ badge glinting in the sunlight*
Guide: OK guys, welcome to the Kokoda track. My name is Craig, and I will be your guide on our journey. Now before we begin with our trip on what is considered one of Australia’s greatest battles, I would like to inform you, that there will be a camera crew with us today, as GIW superstar JK is going to be filming his journey through here as he is training for his upcoming title bout at Battlegrounds.
*People turn and smile at JK, who waves and nods in acknowledgement before the attention goes back to Craig*
Craig: Right, well the Kokoda track is one of the most dangerous hiking trails in the world. There are areas where, if it has been exposed to certain amounts of rain, you will find big areas of mud. This mud can become thick enough to get you stuck for a good half hour or so, or can be slippery enough for you to slide right off the edge of the mountain if you lose your balance. There will also be areas where you will have to walk single file as the track will thin out. So are we all ready?
*There is some mumbling, and people are slightly nodding their heads*
Craig: Then let’s head out.
*The scene fades down as JK says his goodbyes to Jasmine. We return right away to an almost Documentary style of filming, the camera is focused on Paul, who is sweating a lot from the combined heat and physicality of the trip. A small caption appears underneath him, stating his name, and that he is JK’s best friend and his Tag-team partner*
Paul: Yeah so we’re half way through the first day of the journey, and I’ve already broken something...
*Paul holds up the Calculator/money holder, which is now hanging on by one hinge *
Paul: Had all my cash in it, of which I’ve had to transfer to one of my pockets, what happened was about thirty minutes into the trip, we came across a fairly steep area as we started walking through the mountains of the Owen Stanley range, I had the front pocket of my bag done up incorrectly, it slipped out, and snapped at the hinges. What a great start to the trip. Should, hopefully, be able to get it fixed once we get back home though.
*The camera cuts to JK who looks slightly tired, but apart from his breathing, his tiredness is not showing at all*
JK: Well that was apparently one of the easiest parts of the track, it has been pretty tiresome, but we should be getting to the first camp, which is a local Village, in a few hours time. At the moment we are halfway between Liberi and Korubaiwa, which, according to Craig, is pretty fast. We’re actually a whole hour ahead of schedule. And all I can say for my opponents is that this Sunday, I will be in great physical condition from this hike, so be careful.
*JK laughs as we now show certain highlights of the trip so far, such as when Paul’s Calculator/money holder fell out of the bag and broke, JK doing some chin-ups on a nearby branch during one of the quick breaks, Paul sketching some of the mountainous region in a sketch book, and of course, random moments of the actual trekking. We come back to inside JK’s tent, this is being filmed on, from what we can guess from the picture quality, JK’s mobile phone*
JK: We are finally in Korubaiwa, we have stopped off for the night, it is currently five thirty PM, and, well, already Paul and I have been realised as actual wrestlers, and not just some actors hired by the company. The teens in this town are pretty big wrestling fans, and about five minutes into our arrival, we managed somehow, to be the entertainment for tonight, as Midday Oil take on a local tag team that have taken their name from a legendary group of native soldiers who helped the Aussies against the Japanese, the Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels, or the FWA for short. And the best part is the league here is almost like a New Guinean version of ECW, so we’re booked for a hardcore match. Look out anyone who gets in my way on Sunday.
*JK switches off his mobile, and we come back to a makeshift ring in the middle of town. There are at least 40-50 people from the town here to watch, plus the rest of the Kokoda Travellers. The crowd is cheering in support of both teams and we are evidently halfway through the match with the FWA with a huge ass Afro taking on Paul on top of a 15ft ladder, and JK about to send the Bald 6’5” FWA member with the short beard through a bamboo table. As the Bearded FWA member goes crashing through the table, Paul manages to get the upper hand on the Afro’ed FWA, sending him off the ladder and falling to the floor. But unfortunately he falls on top of JK as he begins his run for a suicide dive on a third FWA member who had tried to interfere earlier in the match. The ref gets to a two count as the Afro FWA recovers for a quick pin, but Paul comes to the save by hitting him over the head with a wooden folding chair. Paul lifts him up and hits the broken drum as JK begins to stir, he finally gets to a vertical basis as the other FWA guy comes charging in with a trashcan. JK is quick to act though, hitting him with a Pele Kick from out of nowhere, sending the trash can into his face causing him to stagger violently, and finishing him off with the cyclone. Paul gets the unconscious bearded FWA out of the ring by picking him up and tossing him over the top rope as JK climbs the nearby ladder, taunts for the end, and hits a massive Cane Toad Splash for the three count. When the camera changes over, we have an interview with the FWA
Afro guy: *Panting* Man, we always thought they’d be a challenge, but, DAMN!
Bearded guy: Yeah, these two seem like they are ready for anything, and that JK, he is just damn quick man. I never saw that Pele coming.
*The bearded guy is holding his palm over his right eye, where the force of the Pele Kick was most concentrated*
Voice from behind the camera: Do you think JK’s got a chance for the GIW.com title this Sunday?
Afro guy: Oh, yeah, definitely. I mean, we’ve been fighting for years now, this was our signature match, and we have never been beaten before tonight. He’ll be up to any challenge.
Voice from behind the camera: but with his opponents’ violent natures, do you think that JK can exit that in any fit shape?
Bearded guy: Well, if he can land a kick like that on the night, then hell yeah
*The scene fades once more, and we have writing appearing on the screen*
Due to unforseen weather problems and technical issues, we could not continue to film until two days after the match between Midday Oil and the FWA. So we have decided to brief what has happened in the past 48 hours. Paul fixed his Money Holder/Calculator with some tree sap melted to the hinges, now it won’t open. JK and Paul found time during a break to play some cricket with a few locals, while batting; JK managed to get the ball stuck in a small gap of a nearby tree. Once the ball was back down, he managed to get a total of twenty five runs for his team; Paul tried bowling for the first time and got three wickets in his first over. The expedition is now a grand total of 2 hours ahead of schedule. We rejoin JK and Paul in the final leg of the trip*
JK: Fuck I hate thunderstorms when I’m hiking!
*JK is absolutely drenched, his face covered in dark brown mud*
Paul: Luckily it was still tame enough for us to continue man, its Friday I think, so we don’t have long after tonight. Where are we at the moment anyway?
*JK checks his map*
JK: just south of Denki...
*JK faces the camera*
JK: The storm eased off last night while we were in Alola, it was so fierce yesterday that it made the track between Efogi and Myola impassable, so we had to take the shorter route of Efogi to Kagi, and hence why we are so ahead of schedule. We camped at Eora Creek, the first actual Camping portion of the journey, and it was so windy that both mine and Pauls tents unpegged themselves, it was a good thing that the bags weigh as much as they did or the tents would’ve been blown over. But the point is, within a few mere hours, me and Paul are going to have completed the Kokoda track.
Voice behind the camera: Do you think this whole ordeal has gotten you ready for your title match?
*JK laughs*
JK: Mate, this trip has been nothing but Physical, I am tired from the walking, I’ve been carrying what must be at least 15 kilograms on my back for hours on end, I’ve trained in the art of Hardcore matches with a team that is renowned in Papa New Guinea for their brutality when in a hardcore match, and I’ve had to trudge through thick mud and battle the strong winds and freezing rain. If I am not ready after all of this, then I don’t know what will get me ready.
*The camera cuts to Craig the guide as he gives us his views on the match*
Craig: Well before this trip, I would have said that Dredd will be the absolute favourite to win the .com title, but now, after seeing all the stuff that JK has put up with this week just to train, then I’d have to say that it will be a close match.
Voice behind the camera: Do you think that Korpi, Montana, and Dredd should watch out?
Craig: Oh, Definitely. I’ve always said that to complete this track is a physical feat in on its own, and if JK can do it at the age of 16, then he can do just about anything. Give them hell JK I say.
Voice behind the camera: Has this trip bettered JK’s endurance from the previous matches you’ve seen of him, and from when he started this trip
Craig: I have noticed a lot of change in JK, each hike he seems to be getting better and better at adapting to his surrounds, and his endurance, man, I don’t think I have ever seen so much change in endurance levels in all my five years of taking people down the Kokoda track.
*The Camera fades as we replay all the highlight of the trip until we swap to a camera inside a Helicopter, where sits Jasmine*
Pilot: *To Jasmine, he has to shout to make his voice heard over the rotating blades of the chopper* THEY ARE JUST ABOUT TO HEAD INTO THE TOWN OF KOKODA!
*Jasmine keeps looking forwards out of the window*
Jasmine: *to the camera* I ALWAYS KNEW JK AND PAUL COULD HANDLE THEMSELVES.
*we switch back to the group as they are nearing the boarder of the Kokoda township before Paul realises something*
Paul: Crap! I left my money holder behind in Kagi!
JK: Mate, don’t worry! It wouldn’t open anyway.
*The trio continue to walk until eventually they are greeted by a group of locals in the town centre. It is now when Craig addresses the group for the final time*
Craig: Well Folks, you did it! You have just gone through one of the most famous tracks in pacific World War Two history. You should all be proud of yourselves, as many who first went down this track, didn’t come back alive, and it wasn’t all because of gunfire, but because of the dangerous weather of this area, as you witnessed this week. I would like to think that this experience has made you grow a little bit, and to take in how hard it would have been for our troops. Thank you!
*The group clap and cheer before dispersing into the awaiting helicopters. JK and Paul are about to head into the one where Jasmine was, before JK is blindsided by Jasmine, who proceeds to squeeze the life out of him*
Jasmine: I missed you so much Jordan!!!
JK: Yeah same here! How was your little vacation?
Jasmine: It was excellent! The room at the hotel had an amazing view of the mountains. How was the hike?
JK: It’s an extremely long story; I think that if someone were typing it, he’d be pretty damn sore in the finger joints right about now. I’ll tell you on the plane trip home.
*The scene fades down as the credits for this ‘Documentary’ come up on the screen before ending with...*
JK would like to thank Moss Edwards for lending him a small camera crew
*Black*
