The tron lit up as the American National Anthem sounded as a video promo was about to start. The camera faded in from black to Gryphon driving a nice car, wearing a suit with his Canadian Title on the dash board of the car. He turned and looked at the camera in his back seat, then back to the road.
"So, you all must of heard that my Country sucked, but what you don't know, that your prized country, is falling apart. This is my little journey that I made into a Documentary called the Downfall of America, the Not so Beautiful."
The tron faded to black, showing the title of the documentary. Slowly, the camera faded back into the action. Gryphon could be seen walking down a cracked sidewalk with his title belt, slung over his arm. The windows were broken and weeds were growing along the cracked road. He stopped and took off his shades, whipping a fake tear that rolled down his face.
"How can people live in such a dump?" The Canadian said as he stepped over a bum that was laying on the sidewalk. He turned to the camera and then dropped a penny on the bum. The Canadian continued on down the broken sidewalk, past the vacant building, until he came to an alley way, with multiple bums, standing around a dismantled toliet, that had a small flame coming out of it. Mark shook his head and continued, before turning to the camera, with another tear in his eye. "It's just so sad that Americans have to stay warm, by the heat of their own s**t."
The camera faded to black and then back to Gryphon standing around a crowd of African Americans, who seemed to be having a rap battle. He was nodding his head to the rapping, but then turned to the camera walking away. "They really suck."
Once again the camera faded, but then came back to Gryphon standing next to his car, that didn't have any tires, no windshield, no hood no windows, no doors, and no seats, on the inside. "Are you serious?!" Mark said as he walked up to the car kicking what was left of the frame. "This is bullshit!"
Gryphon turned to the camera and then spat on the bum who was all of a sudden laying next to the car. The bum, whipped his face and then rolled over. Mark grabbed him and then punched him with a hard right, sending the bum back down to the road.
The camera faded and then came back seeing Gryphon sitting on a bus stop bench, next to an over sized woman breast feeding her child. He looked at the woman and then to the what looked to be a 3 year old child, then got up and entered the bus that just stopped.
He looked at the Bus driver and shook his head, then sat down next to an elderly man, who was sleeping, with his face, pressed against the window. Gryphon turned back to the camera. "In conclusion, I must state that America is falling down a huge pile a crap, at a faster rate than before, just remember at the bottom of that hill, it just one big toliet."
For the final time the camera faded to black, with the Words "Directed by Mark Gryphon; The Canadian Champion...Of Canada."
"So, you all must of heard that my Country sucked, but what you don't know, that your prized country, is falling apart. This is my little journey that I made into a Documentary called the Downfall of America, the Not so Beautiful."
The tron faded to black, showing the title of the documentary. Slowly, the camera faded back into the action. Gryphon could be seen walking down a cracked sidewalk with his title belt, slung over his arm. The windows were broken and weeds were growing along the cracked road. He stopped and took off his shades, whipping a fake tear that rolled down his face.
"How can people live in such a dump?" The Canadian said as he stepped over a bum that was laying on the sidewalk. He turned to the camera and then dropped a penny on the bum. The Canadian continued on down the broken sidewalk, past the vacant building, until he came to an alley way, with multiple bums, standing around a dismantled toliet, that had a small flame coming out of it. Mark shook his head and continued, before turning to the camera, with another tear in his eye. "It's just so sad that Americans have to stay warm, by the heat of their own s**t."
The camera faded to black and then back to Gryphon standing around a crowd of African Americans, who seemed to be having a rap battle. He was nodding his head to the rapping, but then turned to the camera walking away. "They really suck."
Once again the camera faded, but then came back to Gryphon standing next to his car, that didn't have any tires, no windshield, no hood no windows, no doors, and no seats, on the inside. "Are you serious?!" Mark said as he walked up to the car kicking what was left of the frame. "This is bullshit!"
Gryphon turned to the camera and then spat on the bum who was all of a sudden laying next to the car. The bum, whipped his face and then rolled over. Mark grabbed him and then punched him with a hard right, sending the bum back down to the road.
The camera faded and then came back seeing Gryphon sitting on a bus stop bench, next to an over sized woman breast feeding her child. He looked at the woman and then to the what looked to be a 3 year old child, then got up and entered the bus that just stopped.
He looked at the Bus driver and shook his head, then sat down next to an elderly man, who was sleeping, with his face, pressed against the window. Gryphon turned back to the camera. "In conclusion, I must state that America is falling down a huge pile a crap, at a faster rate than before, just remember at the bottom of that hill, it just one big toliet."
For the final time the camera faded to black, with the Words "Directed by Mark Gryphon; The Canadian Champion...Of Canada."
