Yeah hey Money Man, its me, The Chosen 1 ......... Yea im right outside your locker room door right now .......... Thats right, im about to go out their and give those morons in the crowd something to remember ..... Oh belive me, I know the damn drill, and all these slapnuts filling the arena are about to find out!
Talk to you later.
*Jarrett puts the cell phone back in his back pocket and picks up his guitar, then makes his way to the steps and the curtain where the wrestlers make their entrances at. Jarrett walks by A few more officials, then he walks past the curtain when someone in the sound truck plays "Cowboy" by Kid Rock with "The Cho Cho Chosen 1" at the start to fit the song for Jarrett's own taste. Jarrett walks out on the stage to the fans astonishment, for all the North American fans never thought they would see Jeff Jarrett live ever again, due to the fact he had been associated with the World Wrestling All-Stars, which base is in Austrailia. Jarrett does his usual double peace sign-like pose on the rampway as gold pyro shoots out from behind him. Jarrett walks down halfway and looks towards the ring and to the fans.*
*Jarrett is booed by the fans for his mere presence, he climbs the ring steps and gets into the ring. Jarrett then boost one leg up on the rope and does his typical rope pose as gold pyro shoots up from behind him once more.(Those who watched Jarrett in wCw know what I mean, its hard to explain though) He gets off the top and scales the second turnbuckle, raising his hand and his guitar in the air for all the fans to see. Jarrett gets off the turnbuckle and sets down his guitar, then he demands the microphone from the ring announcer. Jarrett takes the microphone as his theme song cuts off.*
Now, what The Chosen One wants all of you slapasses to do is shut the hell up so The Chosen One can speak.
*As if he was not being booed loud enough before, the booed increase by decibals*
Now, like I was saying before all you slapnuts interrupted me, I am The Chosen One, and I have arrived in the WFW, and now, since I am here, the WFW is actually A respectable company, because they signed the greatest Intercontinental Champion Of All Time! Thats right! ME! The Chosen One Jeff Jarrett. Now first off let me start by saying, I am already the greatest wrestler in this company, and I am already the most accomplished wrestler in this company, I mean, look at all The Chosen One's accomplishments. 4 Time wCw Champion, 2 time wCw United States Champion, 6 Time WWF Intercontinental Champion, WWF Tag Team Champion, and WWF European Champion! And, not to brag to all you morons, but I was signed quite A hefty contract for my services in this company. I bring class, sportsmanship, athletisism, and respect to this company! And all those things that I bring to this company is something that the whole damn WFW roster does not, and will not, have! EVER! I mean, even you slapnuts have to agree with The Chosen One, where is Bubba Ray Dudleys sportsmanship? Where is Stone Cold Steve Austins class? Where in the hell is Omen's athletisism! I will tell you where, down the toilet! Thats where! Not only are most people in this compant A bunch of no talent slapasses, they also have no star power! When is the last time A fan actually paid money to see Stone Cold Steve Austin wrestle?
When is the last time fans bought an Outsiders t-shirt? Never, that is when. The only people in this compant that are worth something are guys like Shawn Michaels and Triple H!
*Jarrett is booed louder than ever for kissing the Co-Owners assess. The fans also start an "Asskissing Bitch" chant throughout the arena.*
Shut up you idiots! You all know that I am right! And with me now in this damn company, more than 25 tickets will be sold! And why are only 25 tickets sold per show? NOT because of the wonderful co-owners of this company, but because of idiots like Stone Cold Steve Austin running around, saying "What" and drinking beer! Which reminds me Stone Cold Steve Austin, you made some sort of open challenge for Insane? Well you slapnut, if you would read the card then you would realize you are going to face Steve Corino at Insane. But hey, Austin, listen up slappy, I will take you on at next weeks Sinful, how about that buddy? Do you have the intestinal fortitude to stand face to face with the GREATEST Superstar that the wrestling buisness has ever seen? I guess we will find out, WHAT? I said we will find out, slappy.
But since it appears I have Stone Cold at next weeks Sinful, its time for The Chosen One to focus on his next match, which will be held at Insane! And who the hell is greatness being forced to wrestle? Some low life scum named Mr. Man!
What in the living hell is that? As great as our co-owners are, they expect me to fight someone named Mr.Man, who has no wrestling talent, and should not even be in this company to begin with! Well maybe it was A mistake that it was booked, but none the less, Mr. Man, I heard what you said when you came out here earlier, and what A shocker, you did not talk anything bad about The Chosen One, and I know exactly why! It is because you are A coward. Thats right Mr. Man, you are scared to go one on one with The Chosen One, in the middle of the ring. But hey, I guess I can understand it. If I were in your shoes right now, I would be hiding under my bed and wetting myself! But fear nor Mr.Man, because The Chosen One does not even want to waste his damn time with you, because you are nothing but A flea compared to me, you are the ant, and I am the damn anteater, you are the inferior, I am the superior, I am the irrestible force and the damn immovable object! Just talking about you makes me sick to my stomache, so I will not even bother discussing you any further.
But something puzzles The Chosen One, and that is, what in the living hell is A TLC match? What is TLC? The Learning Channel? Tender Loving Care? That stupid music group that comes out with A new record every 5 years? Because for right now, The Chosen One is clueless on this subject.
*Jarrett looks over to the second row, at A fan's sign that they brought to the arena, the text reads "Tables, Ladders, and Chairs = TLC. Jarrett smirks and continues his speech.*
Tables, ladders, and chairs huh? Thats what TLC is? Well I will be damned, thats is no doubt, A pretty dangerous looking match. But then again, nothing is too dangerous for The Chosen One, because I have wrestler in cage matches, lumberjack matches, hardcore matches, streetfights, and even the dreaded triple cage, and came out on top each time. Adding A few props to my match with Mr. Man is fine with me, because his is going to need all the help he can get when he is in the ring with me!
But wait, there is A catch to my defeating my inferior opponent at Insane in this TLC matchup, and that is that the winner will recieve Number 1 contendership of the European Championship Belt. Now, normally, I would be very very excited. But for some reason I am not, because when I win, somewhere down the line, I will have to take on one of my bosses, the great Triple H! Now boss, I know how much you work, and I know your the hardest working man in the world, but let me say this, if you want to win, just tell me to lay down, because if you tell me to actually try and defeat you, I will end up hurting you permanetly, and as we all know, nobody wants to see me hurt you, so just tell me to lay down, and the match is yours! Thats all you need to say is "lay down" or I am going to hurt you boss, I do not want that, neither do you!
*Jarrett hears some rather unflattering words said by the fans throughout the arena, he picks up his guitar and begins pointing it around the building.
Do not make me bust all your assess over the head with this thing, because I damn sure will, do not try to test my patience with you slapasses! I am more popular, more athletic, better looking, and richer than any of you morons here!
*The fans begin to do what fans have not done to wrestlers for years and years, they begin throwing popcorn and soda into the ring, showing how much they appreciate Jarrett*
Richer, you know, I bet you nosy people would like to know who I was talking to on my cell phone before I came out here don't you? Well I am just about to tell you, he is one of the richest men in the world, and one of the richest men in the galaxy, hell, he is richer than Thurston Howell III! This man has already made me A champion here in WFW! Let me see if he wants to tell you all.
*Jarrett takes his cell phone out of his back pocket and dials A number again, then, A loud laugh comes from the speaker system, and out walks the money man, none other than The Million Dollar Man Ted Dibiase, and his bodyguard Virgil. The Million Dollar Man's theme music plays throughout the arena as the long time wrestling fans stand shocked, and many younger fans asking frineds or family just who the hell walked out from behind the curtain. To the fans suprise, Dibiase is also carrying the Million $ Title Belt that he used for A couple of years during his days in the WWF. Dibiase walks to the ring and climbs up the ring steps, Jarrett opens the ring ropes and lets Dibiase in, then Virgil follows carrying A huge amount of money in his hand. Dibiase does his trademark laugh as Jarrett laughs with him, the music cuts and Dibiase begins to speak into Jarretts microphone.*
Hahahahahahaha! Yea, thats right, me! The Million Dollar Man Ted Dibiase, I am the man who brought Mr. Jarrett into this company, and I also negotiated his contract deal with the owners, and im the one who is making this man A champion!
You see, it has been A few years since I have been in A wrestling ring, and now im ready to come back, and managed my new protege Jeff Jarrett!
Thats right you morons! Mr. Dibiase is now my manager, and he is going to make Jeff Jarrett even greater than I already am!
Exactly, and now Mr. Jarrett, you and I said I made you A champion and let me present you with your title, the Million $ Championship!
*Dibiase hands Jarrett the Million $ Title and makes Virgil strap it around his weist, Jarrett wears the title proudly and raises his guitar in the air in A sign of triumph.*
Thank you Mr. Dibiase for this honor and privelage, and now all you slapnuts know, that the Million $ Team is going to grow far beyond me, Virgil, and Mr. Dibiase, soon, all the greatest stars in this company will be part, and we will rule the wrestling world! So Choke On That! SLAPNUTS!
*Dibiases music once again hits throughout the arena speakers, Jarrett and Dibiase shake hands. Virgil opens up the ropens and lets Dibiase and Jarrett pass through and walk down the ring steps. Virgil follows Dibiase and Jarrett to the backstage area, while the fans continue to throw their littler into the ring.*
