The Informer - IT'S ANOTHER TUESDAY NIGHT HEAT COMING YOUR WAY!!

Vic Canon - FRESH OFF 3D WARFARE, AND WE'RE LIVE FROM THE NEW HAVEN COLISEUM!

Eddie Sensation - What a show this is going to be!

The Informer - Damn right Eddie! We're looking for some answers, and we'll get them here tonight!

Vic Canon - We've got an interview with Deuce scheduled... Jericho, The Hustler, The Baalim, and so many more!!

Eddie Sensation - I can't wait! Isn't Deuce first?!

The Informer - Yep!

Eddie Sensation - THEN GET THIS DAMN THING STARTED!!!!

The Informer - Enjoy, folks!

The Informer - Good questions! We all demand answers!

Eddie Sensation - Amen dude!

Rachel Stevens - Well tonight those questions will all be answered, right here and right now! Allow me to introduce the 3 men and have them sit in the hot-seat! Introducing first.... "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante!

["Got The Life" by KoRn hits the arena's P.A. system as "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante steps out from behind the curtains. He is wearing an orange and black bucket-hat atop his tied-back hair. TDS is also seen sporting a pair of orange-tinted shades, a black Philadelphia Flyers hockey jersey, a pair of bright orange Mod Robes, and a pair of black Nike boots. "The Diamond Stud" makes his way to the ring strutting like a pimp to a surprisingly HUGE crowd reaction. Nick walks up the stairs and into the middle of the apron where he turns to face the crowd and raises his arms towards a sea of camera-bulb flashes. Diamante enters the ring and joins Rachel Stevens...]

Vic Canon - There he is! We thought we'd never see him again... but apparently that is not the case!

Eddie Sensation - He disappears for a few weeks, and all of a sudden the crowd goes nuts for this guy!

Rachel Stevens - Now, allow me to introduce the next man... "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante!

[The opening chords of "Down" by Stone Temple Pilots come over the PA System and the crowd instantly begins to boo. Out walks Tracey Lane with Leroy. The crowd lightens up, as they adore Tracey. But "The Cornerstone" makes his entrance through the crowd surrounded by a phalanx of security. He makes his way to the guardrail and jumps over. As he enters the ring, he can be seen wearing a Pittsburgh Penguins Mario Lemieux hockey jersey, black Adidas snap pants with gold/yellow stripes, Adidas Sambas with gold/yellow stripes and the "EWA TV Title." He gets into the ring and hands Leroy his belt.]

The Informer - This one is gonna be really interesting! A few days ago these men would have been at each other's throats! In my opinion, it seemed that the person who was at the center of it all was "The Cornerstone." But now there is apparently some sort of common bond between them...and the man we're about to see next!

Eddie Sensation - You all saw what they did to Zed after the match! They flipped him the bird. I have a feeling this "common bond" simply came about because all 3 men hate Zed, and the fact that he has left this company!

Vic Canon - That's actually a very good point!

Eddie Sensation - Of course it is!

Rachel Stevens - And finally, allow me to introduce the new EWA World Heavyweight Champion... Bigg Daddy Deuce!

[The arena lights fade to black as the spotlights around the arena start to flicker in a strobe light fashion. A single blue light shines on the curtain that leads to the arena. As "Get Naked" by Methods of Mayhem starts to play, Deuce, as well as Mr. Johnson and Ms. Tabitha, step through the curtain and stand at the top of the ramp. Deuce dressed in an all black Armani suit with matching leather shoes. The spotlight shines on the two-inch thick gold chain that hangs around his neck that has a small replica EWA Heavyweight belt as a medallion. He shines the EWA Heavyweight ring on his right hand on the front lapel of his suit as he checks himself out in the reflection of the belt and adjusts his gold framed Gargoyle sunglasses]

The Informer - Deuce almost has enough gold to fill Fort Knox.

Eddie Sensation - Lets hope Mr. T never sees his collection he'll be jealous.

[The trio make their way to the ring. LJ holds the ropes as Ms. Tabitha steps through. Deuce climbs the turnbuckles on the outside and holds his hands in the air, in his left hand he holds the EWA Heavyweight belt his right hand has three fingers straight in the air. Deuce climbs down and steps through the ropes. He grabs a mic and circles around the other people in the ring before coming to rest]

Deuce - Alright.. all you yellow-bellied, porkrine eating sea donkeys sit down and shut up while the Sexiest Trio in the EWA give their first official interview and set all you morons straight.

The Informer - Here we go! Now we're gonna get some answers!

Eddie Sensation - Shut up, dude! I'm trying to listen! This crowd is booing too loudly!

Rachel Stevens - Gentlemen, there are so many questions everyone demands the answers to. I don't know where to start, but I guess...

Vic Canon - Whoa! Nick just placed his hand in front of Rachel's face! It looks like Nick is going to speak on his mic!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - How 'bout I start things off for ya then, hunny? [Smiles and chews his gum...] Ya know, it's just like all you people to "demand" a bunch of stuff! You constantly demand action, entertainment, blood, sweat and tears from us... but we're sick of doing things the "proper" way.

Rachel Stevens - What do you mean, Nick?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - That's "Mr. Stud" to ya babe, and no...I didn't ask you to speak. To answer one of your questions, Ms. Stevens, let me say this concerning my retirement...[Smiles] All of you tuned in on Saturday night to watch the "Nick Diamante Retirement Tribute Special", did you not? Oh...of course you did...it only made a 6.7 in the ratings! That means that Nicky D is still one of the hottest commodities, retired or not, in all of pro wrestling.

Rachel Stevens - Are you, or are you not retired?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Are you, or are you not annoying??

Eddie Sensation - HA HA! That was hilarious!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Here's the deal, woman! Not only is Nick Diamante one of the greatest wrestlers in the world today... but Nick Diamante is also one of the greatest fishermen alive! I had my agents go around and ask many wrestling stars and personalities for comments on Nicky D's retirement. Hell, they went as far to travel to the Orient to get comments from that pimple-faced geek, Clayton Chandler! Bottom line, Nicky D came up with a plan so many weeks ago! He decided to announce his retirement and act all emotionally distraught over his loss to Sir Psycho Sexy... aka Dino D. [Points at Delsante and smiles...] Why? Because who would expect Nicky D to show up at 3D Warfare after announcing his retirement, and going all-out to produce a first-class retirement television special?

Eddie Sensation - Nobody!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - No one, Ms. Stevens... no one. You were a fish... Chandler was a fish... Nomad was a fish... everyone was a fish that got nailed, hook... line and sinker by Nicky D! No I ain't retiring... I'm just toying with all your emotions in order for me to get what I want! [Smiles] So EWA fans, for the record... my contract is still intact, my ego is still present, and none of you are gonna enjoy the new era here in the 3DWA!

Vic Canon - The 3DWA??? What's that??

Rachel Stevens - The 3DWA? I think I'll move my line of questioning over to "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante.

The Informer - Oh Lord! Nick placed his finger over Rachel's mouth in a fashion indicating to her not to speak! How rude!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Babe, you're gonna learn, and you're gonna learn fast that Nicky D is the mouth piece of this group! I speak... and I yap... and I ramble until everyone is sick of me... [Laughs]... and then I keep going!

Rachel Stevens - Ok, fine. Nick, for months we have heard you brag about how you would add a "3rd Dimension" to the EWA. Please explain to us what the 3D is?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - You know, this "3D" thing is another example of why you people are just a bunch of fish. If any of you even paid the slightest bit of attention, you'd have noticed that both Deuce and I hinted time and time again, on our web pages, about the "3D's" existence. Bigg Daddy... what was that line again? [Smiles]

Deuce - The 3D is a new yet to be understood way of thinking!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - [Laughs] That's exactly it, big man! New, and yet to be understood... until this moment! EWA, I advise you to listen and listen good as I unravel the mystery known as "3D".

Eddie Sensation - Yes! This is gonna be great!!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - It all began with the first question... "Are Diamante and Deuce in cahoots?" That question was asked over and over on EWA TV, and it drove everyone mad! It seemed that the EWA had a grasp of the truth after I took Blitzkreig and made a human pretzel outta his ass! [Laughs] The EWA then knew that there was no unity between Deuce and I...[Laughs]...again, or so they thought! Then "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante quickly entered the scene. Sure, everyone knows about his bitter feud with Deuce in my D.O.A.-PRO, so of course these men MUST hate each other! [Smiles] Ah, the power of a 3 week angle push combined with a bunch of idiotic fans that believe everything you tell them! [Smiles] There is no hatred between these 2 men, and there hasn't been hatred for a long time! I have not lost a friend in Dino Delsante because he hid under a mask and beat me in a wrestling match! It was all a pre-meditated plan to get us into the spotlight, and here we stand basking in the glorious light known as the EWA spotlight.

The Informer - Good Lord! I had no idea!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - In the weeks to come, the EWA will be exposed to a threat worse than that of Revolution X! RX was great, but a band of thugs could only get so far. The 3D has already captured the EWA World Heavyweight Gold� and we will not allow the gold to ever leave the family! The 3D is here to crash the party� and when it's 3 AM and the cops are arriving to end a glourious night of festivities, be rest-assured that the 3D will own every piece of gold available in this joint!

Vic Canon - We've heard that promise before!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Tonight, we stand here unified... 1 heart beating together, pumping the same blood into all of our hearts! 3D� Delsante, Diamante and Deuce! EWA... WE ARE THE 3 DIMENSIONS OF WRESTLING.... SO FUCK ALL YOUR PROTEST AND PUT 'EM TO BED! Take it Dino D!

The Informer - This has to be a joke! You mean this was a set up all along??

Eddie Sensation - These 3 are the most brilliant men in wrestling! HA HA! I love it!

Dino Delsante - Before I speak my mind, Tracey and I have a quick skit to perform. [Tracey borrows Nick's microphone] Ready?

Tracey Lane - [In a terrible French accent] Whose motorcycle is this?

Dino Delsante - It's not a motorcycle, it's a chopper.

Tracey Lane - Whose chopper is this?

Dino Delsante - It's Zed's.

Tracey Lane - Who's Zed?

Dino Delsante - Zed's dead, baby�

All - ZED'S DEAD!!!

[They all begin to laugh. Even the crowd gets a laugh out of it.]

The Informer - Ok, I have to admit, that was rather funny.

Eddie Sensation - Now you're talking.

Dino Delsante - Now, let's get back to business. Everything that has come before is no longer. What is past, is prologue. Today, a new day has dawned. There is no more Revolution X. There is no more Sexy As Hell. And there is no MVP. There is only 3D. Think about everything you've seen since the EWA has re-opened. Now think about all you haven't seen. You've seen Blitzkrieg taken out of commission. But, you haven't seen one member of the MVP, the men I thought were my friends. And here we are. I look to my right. I look to my left. I see the only two men I can trust in this sport. Where's Jack Suede? Where's Madman Scott Mangoya? Where's Wolf Nebula? Where's Rex Mundi? You know what? I'm tired of hearing people ask me where they are, almost as tired as I am of asking the same questions to myself. So, instead of looking out and wondering where I would find support, I looked in and saw these two. They might not be my friends, but you know what? The MVP can hardly be called friends at this point.

The Informer - Whoa! Those are harsh words that may come back to haunt him.

Dino Delsante - So, as of today, the MVP is dead. Everything that once was is now dead and buried. We begin the New Order today. Months ago, I spoke of revolution. I also said that before revolution can take place, we have to have evolution. You're looking at Darwinism at it's sexiest. The 3 Dimensions of Wrestling. With Deuce, we have the power. With Diamante, we have the mind. And with me, we have the skills. Evolution dictates that only the strong will survive. And quite frankly, there is not one person in the back that can compete with the 3D. [looks at Deuce] You ready, Big Man?

Deuce - Ahahahahaa. I couldn't have said it better myself. EWA, I know that everyone is sitting there looking in the back and thinking... what the hell have we gotten ourselves into? You are sitting there with your thumbs in your ass thinking what the? How the? Awe DAAMN!! Well the only answer that I can give you is this..... I love it when a plan comes together.

[Deuce adjusts the heavyweight title that sits on his shoulder. He looks at it and shines a little spot off of it]

Deuce - You see you are looking at one, two, three bad mofo's that together form the most elite unit in the history of wrestling. When you have the Cornerstone, built upon the Foundation and to top it off by being Diamond Studed, with the gold wrapped around my waist... its simply gets no better than this.

The Infomer - They are elite.

Deuce - So EWA what exactly are you looking at? You are looking at the Three Dimensions of Wrestling. 3D to all you boneheads that don't like big words. And what exactly do we have planned for the EWA? Total and absolute DOMINATION!!! This is Zero Hour EWA. Adjust all your watches cause there is a new time dawning... the time of the 3D. The past is history and the future is a mystery. And 3D, we're writing the stories around here.

The Informer - This can't be all good for the EWA.

Eddie Sensation - This can't be good for anyone.

Deuce - People lets talk about a few things. You know in order for us to continue to build, we must destroy. And unfortunately in the process many of us will be liable candidates of being destroyed. Those of you who may not survive the turning point may your forever rest peacefully as you are delivered back to the esscense. Yes Blitzkreig, I am talking to you. Yes, Hustler I am talking to you. In order to make a clean start you must have a clear canvas. That is why I had all ties to my past severed. That's why I had Nick D take out Blitzkreig.

Vic Canon - How can a man have his own best friend taken out?? Does this man have no heart!?

Deuce - People are asking why Nick D? Why Dino? People are thinking why Dino Delsante? Well I think that in order to grow as a person and in order to grow as a wrestler you have to continue to push yourself and what better way to push myself then to align myself with my two biggest adversaries.

Deuce - But lets take a minute to seriously talk about Zed. Zeddy Poo would have to be the biggest thorn in the EWA's side. Besides being the most obnoxious personto date. He tarnished and disgraced this precious piece of gold. He didn't care if he wore the Deuce~weight belt or not. He didn't care about the EWA. All Zed, ever cared about was Zed. And just like last night Zed. I salute you.

[Deuce flips the camera the bird. He adjust his hair in the reflection of the belt]

Deuce - But lets not put the listeners to sleep by going on and on about the worst EWA Heavyweight Champ in history. Lets talk about..... well you know what. I changed my mind. I am tired of talking to you peasants.

Vic Canon - Nick grabbed the mic from Deuce!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - And EWA� One month from now, it'll be time for MY PAY-PER-VIEW! That's right people� MY PAY-PER-VIEW!! The Full Revolution 2!! And I promise each any every person here� [Smiles and pauses for a second�] I promise that you will get your money's worth� [Smiles�] And a whooooooole lot more! [Sadistic smile] Hit the music!

[ "Rock is Dead" by Marylin Manson suddenly blasts over the arena as the 3 Dimensions of Wrestling make their way to the back at their own pace�]

The Informer - My God! This is bad! For months these men have been controlling the spotlight in the EWA as they feuded with each other! Now, as a unit, who will stop these men?

Vic Canon - With Zed gone from the EWA� we can pretty much consider the HY2K dead! Therefore, it doesn't look like we have any other major forces ready to step to the plate!

Eddie Sensation - HA HA! You know what that means! Total domination by the 3D of the EWA! Wicked!

The Informer - But what did Nick mean by that last comment? Next month at The Full Revolution 2 we're gonna get our money's worth, and a whole lot more??

Vic Canon - We remember what happened last year� Revolution X joined forces with D-Generation X to form the largest group in EWA history!

Eddie Sensation - �You don't think that? Nah� he just joined the 3D! Why would he want to�. Well, I guess you can never tell.

The Informer - We'll be right back folks!!

Denial - Wipe that smile off your face, Rach. It's not time for fun and games yet. My win over Ayden was just a little piece of the puzzle, there is still a lot left.

Rachel Stevens - [Frown] What do you mean? You won the North American Championship, that was your first goal since day once.

Denial - That was my FIRST goal. My next goal is to successfully defend this title...this title that I have slaved for, and fought for over the past month and a half....

Rachel Stevens - Well aren't you glad you won it?

Denial - I am happy, but the fact is I knew I could win this title and I knew I deserved it. The only thing was I wasn't sure when it come into my possession. The night when I won this title and held it around my waist for the first time was last night, I knew the night would happen...but when it would was unknown to me....

Rachel Stevens - You got one up on Ayden once again, first the wall and now last night you lived through the ACD and a heavy arsenal of moves to beat Ayden for the North American Title. What's in store for Ayden now, or in this case what do you think Ayden has in store for you?

Denial - What happens now is unknown, not even I have the answers....But Ayden...you earned my respect for enduring all you did against me...at that I reward you a title shot. Shall you accept it, good, if not...your own loss.

Rachel Stevens - Thanks Denial!

Rachel Stevens - Thank you for that warm welcome ladies and gentlemen. But right now I am pleased to bring to the ring at this time, one of the premire tag twam's here in the EWA. The team that I am talking about is, THE SECOND COMING!!!

[The lights in the arena dim until they go completely black. Then suddenly THE SECOND COMING flashes on the EWA-Tron. "Faith" by Limp Bizkit then blasts over the pa system in this huge, jam packed arena. Out from behind the curtain steps the tag team of "The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell and Granite, the Second Coming. The crowd is on their feet, giving them a standing ovation of boos. A few security guards help restrain a few crazed fans from jumping over the guard rail into the aisle way. They patiently walk down to the ring with both men having smiles on there faces. The huddle outside of the ring and whisper a few words to each other, then they get up on the ring apron and step into the squared circle. They stand next to Rachel Stevens as they music ends.]

Rachel Stevens - Now that I am here with you two I have something to ask....

[She gets interrupted by Thurston Howell.]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Honey, honey wait one second. First and foremost I have something to ask you. Do you think you are good looking?

[The male population of the crowd start to go while showing their approval of Rachel Stevens looks.]

Rachel Stevens - Well not to brag, yeah I think so, I think I am good looking....

[Thurston Howell takes the microphone away from her.]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Women, look in the mirror, you are the butt ugliest woman I have ever seen. Now get your sorry ass out of the ring now, I will not be degraded by standing next to you!!

[Shocked and saddened Rachel Stevens quickly gets out of the ring and heads to the back.]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Now then, we have an intelligent person on the microphone istead of that fake bimbo. Well since you fans love us so much and are so caring for the both of us...

[Fans begin to chant "Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit".]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Shut your damn mouths while I am speaking to you moronic beings. It is bad enough having to word things so that you inferior people can understand what the hell I am saying. But like I was starting to say, we haven't been around for the past week because I had to go to Dr. Andrews office, who is the finest wrestling doctor in the business, and I had to see him for my problems. And those problems were my medical depression and alcoholism. Well thank goodness I found out the causes for them, and all I have to do is destroy the problem.

[Granite interrupts Howell while he is in the middle of talking.]

Granite - Really you didn'y even tell me the causes he told you!! Is it a surprise or something, cause I love surprises. But let me guess first, is it the Baalim causing your problems?? Oh, no I mean is it Dino Delsante?? No, no, I know, it mus be Extreme Velocity!! One of those three have to be them!!!!

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Actually, no, none of them are the problem, even though I hate everyone of them.

Granite - So if those aren't the problem, then what is??

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Well Dr. Andrews told me that he is 100% sure of what the cause to my problems are. And I'm sorry to say, but it is GRANITE!!!

Granite - You can't be serious, I know you are kidding.

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - You think so, eh. Well this is how serious I am.

[Thurston Howell takes his microphone and bashes Granite over the head with it, with the echo of it smashing his cranium goes throughout the arena. As Granite lies on his font, Thurston Howell starts stomping him in the back of the head and then gives him a huge boot to the ribs. Howell then lifts Granite in the air and puts him on his shoulders. He spins and gives his a 360 degree neckbreaker, which is known as the Investment. As Granite is laying lifeless, Thurston Howell drags him to the corner of the ring and ties his arms in the ropes. Howell delivers fish to the face as blood begins to pour down the face of Granite. Thurston goes outside of the ring, he folds a steel chair and then slides it into the ring. Then Howell lifts up the ring apron and pulls out a signapore cane from below. He begins it in the ring with him and holds it right where it meets Granite's face. He winds up and smashes the cane over his head, then he does it again, and then once more until the cane splits in half. Then with even more blood rushing down the face of Granite, Thurston Howell gets him out of the ropes and puts him into the middle of the ring. He takes the steel chair he slid in the ring and places Granite left leg inside of it. Howell then climbs up to the top ropes and jumps down and stomps on the chair. The sound of Granite's leg snapping goes throughout the arena as he screams in pain and agony. Thurston Howell, then picks Granite up and throws him outside of the ring.]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - You just saw how serious I was and how serious that Thurston Howell gets!!! You see the problem the whole time was tag team wrestling. I was always put in the ring with a partner inferior to my abilities!!! So now, the Second Coming is through, I am now on my own and now you will all see why Thurston Howell is what he says. I am the single greatest, besides being richest, talent the EWA has ever seen. You see, none of you know Thurston Howell as a single's competitor. But if you really want to know, you could ask around from people such as Exodus, Genesis, Lance Slade, and "The Icon" Alex Brown, because they all know, they have all stepped in the ring with "The Seat Seller" and saw why I am the legend that will lead this here company very, very soon. Now first off, Dino Delsante!!! You call yourself "The Cornerstone" of the EWA. Well you my friend might be "The Cornerstone" of retards, because it is impossible for you to be "great" if you can wiesel your way out of a match like you did with me. Yes, let me bring you back to the December 21st edition of Tuesday Night Heat. Cameras roll that footage now!!

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - Number two [He pulls out a beautiful gold title belt out of the bag.] I am the NEW EWA TELEVISION CHAMPION!

[The camera closes in and sees the the belt is actually the former WCW TV title that Scott Hall threw in the garbage.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - I am the EWA's number one draw! I am the EWA's best athlete! And I am the EWA's best announcer!

The Informer - Oh, now he's really lost it!

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - [Puts the belt over his shoulder.] So, I have some business to address. And it involves three people. Zed, Deuce, and "The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell. First you, Howell. Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, it started in the DOA, aboard it's sinking ship. One of those on board was a young man without a gimmick. He was losing left and right. And that was because his gimmick and his actions didn't coincide with each other. He was a guy who was basically an Undertaker rip-off, but he was driving around in limos, spending money left and right. So, I pulled him aside, a veteran and successful wrestler, and gave him some advice. I suggested he change his name and become a millionaire. And this sonuvabitch shows up here with some piss and vinegar in his mouth and DARES to call out "The Cornerstone!" Well, Howell, I'll tell you what. Next week, right here on Tuesday Night Heat, I will give you a shot at my TV Belt. You come out here and talk sh*t on Tracey, by bringing out that gold-digging slut Jessica Storm, and then you dare to insult the MVP! Then a few days later, you praise The Sexy MF's! You are all levels of confused, "Wrestler Formerly Known As The Cannibal." You bring you silver spoon fed ass out here next week and I will set you straight once and for all!

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Now, Dino, "The Seat Seller" has just showed everyone that you did challenge me, and now that I have showed it once again, I want to make it clear to everyone that I accept the damn thing, so how about we go for it next Heat and like you said, it will be for the TV Title, if that damn title is even sanctioned by the EWA. But Delsante, you can't backout now, because you verbally agreed to it. And you will learn like everyone else that I do not just make deals, but I am for real!!! Because I make the money, I make the rules, and I made you!!!

["The Seat Seller" drops the microphone in the middle of the ring as "Faith" by Limp Bizkit plays. As Thurston Howell steps out of the ring he sees Granite still lying on the outside of the ring, and he gives him one more kick for good measures. He then walks down the aisle and walks back behind the curtain.]

Jason "X-Rated" Chandler - Yesterday was a day of greatness, the Man of the Century Dr. Martin Luther King was born, Saturday was the day he got shot by the white man that tried to take what he did for black, and minority�s in general down, but it didn�t do it what it did was make him a martyr. Times Magazine and every other one declared him the most influential man of last century and to honor him I will do my version of his great speech.

[Puts on his glasses, and coughs.]

Jason "X-Rated" Chandler - AHEM.... [In his best MLK voice...] I have a dream that my son will not be judged because of my success and the fact that I will be the champion of the world. I have a dream that one day this great nation will bow to the black man�s feet kiss it and then start sucking them, after that is done they will apologize for the 400 years, of rape manslaughter and inhumane actions towards my fathers, fathers, father and everyone else. I have a dream that one day whites will be enslaved and treated the same that we did for 400 years. I have a dream that Deuce�s inbreeding will stop and also that he will SHUT THE FUCK UP about his chest and his butt plug buddy Dino Delsante. I have a dream that Nick will come out of retirement to face me, and get his ass kicked. I have a dream that all members of the EWA get drug tested and enema�s because of Divine�s raping ass . I have a dream that the Impact Players form a stable with me called Triple Threat. And on that great day, the world, the universe can finally come together and say �Free at last, Free at Last Thank God Almighty I�m free at last!�

Jason "X-Rated" Chandler - Wait a minute...... Now EWA, may I introduce to you, TRIPLE THREAT!!!

[Taz and Justin Credible come down the ramp. The crowd is completely stunned at the sudden alliance...]

Jason "X-Rated" Chandler - That�s right!! Boys in the back, the band is back together! EV you got a taste of just what is going to happen and Deuce shine that belt up nice because when I take off my belt and beat you within an inch of your life I�m going to need something to keep my pants up because if I don�t, the show itself will become X-Rated!!

[The three leave the ring, and jump the guardrail. They leave through the crowd...]

Chris Jericho - Thank you everyone! I know that all my Jerichoholics are expecting me to be excited after my glorious victory yesterday...but...but...

[Jericho begins to start crying and leans against the top rope in misery with his head down... He looks up to see thousands of... "Divine is my MOM" and "Divine for Prez!" signs in the crowd... Pappy speaks into the mic...]

Big Pappy - I have to agree with a lot of the signs in the crowd!!

[A goup of fans in the upper section begin to cheer "Divine is God".]

Chris Jericho - It seems that a lot of things have been going down in the EWA sine I arrived and maybe I've caused a little friction between people, wrestlers...well let's just say it FRIENDS! I'm sad to see such a great wrestler like Divine go... How could Tim be so cruel to his loyal, loyal fans by letting Divine leave the EWA spotlight for pinker pastures?? He was a man I thought of as the "gay" friend. I'm all choked up just thinking about the good old days...

Big Pappy - Hey, Chris, uhhh there were NO good old days...?

Chris Jericho - ...Hey Popeye, you're right!!! Divine you peice of shit, I kicked your lipstick wearing ass at the PPV and you will definitely NEVER E-E-EVER come back to the EWA because I kicked you out of here ASSHOLE! Let's get one thing straight, "in real life" or in the "EWA" Tom Stone and I DO NOT LIKE each other!! I beat you fair and square... If you're going to cry about it then I think the BLF has an openning for a big dumb cry baby, so hit the unemployment office BITCH!! How did it feel to get your Fudge Packing ASS kicked by "THE FRANCHISE"? I tried to be fair... Everyone knew I would win. So I tried to trick Tim. I won the match you got to wear a dress and make-up for the rest of your matches as an EWA wrestler. I thought you'd be happy! Talk about a push from Chris Jericho, and what do I get for all my troubles??? A "gay" crying little ankle-bitter. It's not my fault you enjoy staring at KNOBS in the shower! Or because your favorite game is Snakes and ASSES! I wanted to help save you from Tim's idiocy. Only to find out shocking news earlier today... You're a crying panzy. I'm glad you're gone and I hope I never have to hear your slutty whore name again!

Big Pappy - That was pretty harsh Jericho. You know, he may have some valid points that no one liked him, well you know... because he was gay!

Chris Jericho - You idiot!!! Who cares if he was a Homersexual... I found out shocking, NO groundbreaking news today!! Besides him being gay doesn't take away from the fact that he ABSOLUTELY SUCKS!!

Big Pappy - Yeah, I guess your right!

Chris Jericho - Yes I am right! He's not just Gay, he's GAY and SCARED!! I stumbled across a certain fact in the last couple of weeks... Divine was in love with "The Franchise" and can you blame him... Well just look at me!!! Unfortunately for HomoBallerina and his fudge packing mexican friend, Io chiero, Chris Jerihco pounds the Pun-Tang ALL NIGHT LONG!!! That's right, you can cheer...

[The crowd begins to chant PUN-TANG, PUN-TANG!!!]

Chris Jericho - I know that I'm good looking and everything but it's obvious that Divine can't handle his true feelings, that's another reason he left. However that still DOESN'T beat the bomb that I'm going to drop on the EWA! I came across stunning footage earlier today that is sure to ROCK the rankings of the EWA! I found out about a realtionship going on backstage that was 100 percent real. The Informer can't tell you about this kind of stuff kids!!

Big Pappy - What?? What happened??

Chris Jericho - Divine was in love with... TOM SPERM!!

[A hush comes over the crowd as they wait for the explanation...]

Chris Jericho - That's RIGHT! Tom SPERM and DIVINE were in LOVE! and I have proof!! As a matter of fact could the boyz in the back cue up the tape pleeze!

[The EWA Big Screen fades to black. Suddenly, a picture can be seen. A mini Tom Stone is seen exiting the dressing room of Divine, wiping his lips with a napkin. A HUGE smile appears on Mini Tom's face. The camera fades in on his lip to see a bit of white stuff. Then suddenly the camera fades out...]

Chris Jericho - There you have it! Proof that Divine and Tom Sperm were in cahoots together to rid the EWA of Chris Jericho! Unfortunately, for all you idiots in the back waiting for me to be embaressed and thrown out of the association by Divine, I wasn't fooled for one second! And now, Divine's career is OVER! Divine you think that mocking the Owner threw me off... well it didn't!

[Jericho looks dead straight at the camera and begins too laugh hysterically along with the crowd. Big Pappy rolls out to ringside and grabs a sign from underneath the ring. He rolls back in and shows the sign to the crowd, it reads: "Divine + Tom= 100% Gay Love!" The crowd begins to laugh extatically.]

Chris Jericho - Hey Timmy, I JUST MADE IT PERSONAL!! Your secret Romeo and Julliet love story ended last night when I ruined the life of Divine and forced him to leave the EWA, but our war isn't over. Everyone should learn a lesson from last night... DON'T MESS WITH "THE FRANCHISE"..... or BIG PAPPY!! I told once, and I'll tell you till I'm blue in the face Tom Sperm!!

[Chris Jericho blows a kiss to the crowd, as they are stunned in silence!]

Chris Jericho - Now onto other things... As for that talentless loser who attempted to hit me with a baseball bat at 3D Warfer... Nina, you little panzy boy, you tried to take out "The Franchise"! Another failed attempt by Tim Sperm to rid the EWA of its greatest entertainer... He's done a lot of re-arranging lately but it seems I've avoided your master plan so far. Sunday night that idiot tried to attack me... ME.... Chris Jericho! If I were Nina, which I'm glad I'm not, I would watch my back because our little escapade is far from over as well! Tim, you keep on bringing me those Jabroni Provoloni's and "The Franchise" will be sure to put them down and rid the EWA of their idiocy! Tim, one day I'll get my hands on you! And when I do... The EWA will NEVER.... E-E-EVER.... be the same, AGAIN!!!

Fallen Angel - Two nights ago, at the first pay-per-view of the millenium, 3D Warfare, a madman stepped into the ring with three men who were well below his skill. He proceeded to battle his opponents, Justin Sane and Richard Dreyborn, alongside his partner, Havoc. At times he had the advantage. At times he was taking a beating. But if it wasn't for a backstabbing, keneiving son-of-a-bitch named Havoc, who clobbered me with a steel chair, then we might have came out on top.

[The crowd is in an uproar. Even those who didn't like the wrestler much were on their feet, cheering for him. He pauses in his little speech for a moment to absorb the undying respect the people have for him. He then raises the microphone to his mouth once more.]

Fallen Angel - And whether or not it was an accident, Havoc, you should know by now that THIS angel doesn't deal too well with betrayal! Not only did you put me out of action, you then proceeded to get your ass kicked and pinned. Now, we've been travelling down a long, winding, rocky, pothole-filled road for a long time, and with time, there may have been a way of saving the current EWA tag-champs. But no longer. You failed, Havoc, and no amount of praying to your false god is going to grant you your dignity. It's over, you big jacked-up bitch. And as for your belt, it means approximately shit! You might as well quit the EWA, for every single time I witness your ragedy ass in these halls, I'm gonna demolish you. You aren't safe anymore, Havoc, you don't have Fallen Angel to protect you, an even if you did, WHO'S GONNA PROTECT YOU FROM ME!!! Two nights ago, when I came to, with help from the EMT's, I looked down at the chair that lay in the ring, and it all came back. I saw it. You might have been able to fool these rednecks out here, but I know that you were aiming for me. Your eyes were on mine ever second, and before it even struck, I knew that chair was meant for me. So it's over. Find yourself a new puppetmaster. Because you've lost the last friend you ever had.

[Suddenly the lights go out once more, as "Spit it Out" by Slipknot begins to play. Havoc, cloaked in black, walks out from behind the curtain, microphone in hand, the Chronicler by his side. The crowd yells insults at the shadowy man, inspired by Fallen Angel's speech. Havoc rolls his cloak back, to reveal the tag-team belt around his waist. He then raises the microphone to speak.]

Havoc - Firstly, I wanna congratulate you. You caught me out. That chairshot to your head was no accident, despite the circumstances. I have been waiting for ages and ages to get back at you. And two nights ago, at 3D Warfare, I got my chance. And it felt good. It felt real good to knock out the one person who's made my life a living hell. It felt good for the puppet, as you so delicately put it, to take his revenge out on the puppet master.

Fallen Angel - You don't know shit about revenge. Since I brought you to the EWA, you've always been the tag-along. You've been the weight that's held me down. When Sexy As Hell broke up, you were all like "who gives a shit". Well I give a shit. It's because of the fact that you were nothing more than a wanna-be Fallen Angel, that you couldn't see how much Dino Delsatne, Sir Psycho let us down! And the Fallen Angel that stands before you, the inner workings of the team, is saying goodbye.

Havoc - You are not a Fallen Angel. You're not even a standing Angel. You're a gnome. An imp. A fairy. Yeah, you're a little fairy who delicately charms his way into Tom Stone's good books, in an attempt to manipulate the team into his own ideal manifestations. And as for being the tag-team champions of the world, here're my thoughts on that.

[Havoc drops the microphone, the speakers crackling with feedback. He lowers his hands and tears the tag-team title belt from his waist. He holds it up in the air and picks up the microphone again. Fallen Angel paces inside the ring, like a caged animal, anger building up inside him.]

Havoc - You can take your little belt... No, take the whole god-damn team a stick it up your ass, because Havoc, the sheer power behind the wheel of the Baalim, the only person who ever brought you success, is walking out. Ladies and gentlemen, I am no longer a wrestler in the EWA. Let's see how well this Angel does defending both belts by himself.

[Havoc hurls the belt towards the ring, falling short. Havoc's music plays again as he leaves the stage, and the EWA. The fans boo in disgust. Fallen Angel climbs out of the ring and picks up the belt. he climbs back in the ring, and places each belt on his shoulders.]

Fallen Angel - And do you think I care? Do you think that Fallen Angel has a problem with the sack of shit walking out. I DON'T WANT HIM AROUND ANYMORE, ANYWAY! He's a waste of space, a crap wrestler, and a poor excuse for an EWA title-holder. And me, defending the titles by myself, will be easier than having to put up with his shit. And speaking of defending the tag-team titles, I'd like to go on to Extreme Velocity, now that Havoc's had his fifteen seconds of fame. Justin Sane and Little Dick Dreyborn. How can I put this? How can I get the message across? Ah, I know. Go fuck yourselves. You wanna talk about how you've been everywhere and done everything? Well guess what? So have I, only everything I've done, has paid off, because at the moment, I am the proud owner of two EWA title belts, and between the two you, you ain't got shit! Now, If I remember correctly... I was knocked unconcious by my so-called partner... You two stated that you will be facing me for the titles, in a triple threat match with Anatomy of Perfection, who we all know did so well in that little battle royal. Now... This is where I say... WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT? I don't see these belt around your waists, so why the hell are you running the show? Where do you two get off organizing my belts, and what's gonna happen with them.

[He pauses as the crowd cheers again.]

Fallen Angel - I guess it's no secret that I don't like you guys, but know this... I HATE YOU GUYS!!! Sane and Dreyborn, you two are the biggest brown-nosers that have ever graced this fed. I don't know who at head office you're screwing... hey, it might even be Stone, but when you recieve this much power, and go declaring matches, and they all seem to be coming to life, then myself, along with Ian and Brandon Casten, have to wonder where you're coming from.

[Fallen Angel holds up the belts once more.]

Fallen Angel - You see, boys... It isn't luck that won me these belts. It isn't fate, or even the ignorance of the Kress brothers that won me these belts. It was hard work. It was blood. It was sweat. It was tears. I am the rightful holder of these belts, and two jackoffs who've managed to make a name for themselves in the eyes of the president, aren't taking them away from me. To get your hands on these belts, I'll need to be crippled, lying in a pool of my own blood, wishing for me death. Because until I reach that state, the straps stay with me. Have a fucking good night, everyone.

["Sway" by Coal Chamber plays again as Fallen Angel drops the mic. He leaves the ring, holding one belt in each hand, and walks up the ramp. The crowd cheers loudly for him, the only man in the EWA that holds two title belts, as he disappears behind the curtain, leaving Chris Myers in the ring to announce the next appearence.]

GeniPher - Ooooh.... Hey there sexy!

EWA Trainer - Ummm... Hey...

GeniPher - Wanna have some fun?!

EWA Trainer - What kind of fun.....

GeniPher - Well, you know.......

[She whispers something in his ear, then places his hand on her ass....]

EWA Trainer - Hahahah.... Well then lets go!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!

Vic Canon - OH!! THIS EWA TRAINER GUY IS BEING HAMMERED BY SOME OTHER GUY!!!

Eddie Sensation - WHO THE HELL IS HE?!

The Informer - I have no idea! But he's walking away with GeniPher!

Unknown Man - Fucking pervert....

GeniPher - Yeah! Fucking pervert!

[The two walk away...]

The Informer - WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - CUT THE MUSIC!!! NOW!!! NOOOOW!!!

[The music stops.]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - I SAID CUT THE DAMN MUSIC!!! CUT THE FUCKING MUSIC!! DAMMIT NOW!!!!!

Chris Myers - Nuno.... You're music stopped a long time ago....

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Oh yeah... COOL! This past Sunday, some "Wild" freak put me threw a table! But my shoulder's weren't down! They were on WOOD! THAT'S NOT THE MAT!! I DEMAND A REMATCH!! You people are out to get me.... I know it.... Don't think I don't realize it.... So, I left it up to myself to get some revenge! HA HA!! AND NUNO PREVAILED!! I beat the shit out of Wildman with a baseball bat! And where is he now?! OUT COLD! AHAHAHAHAH!!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Then you got this blonde haired FREAK, who can't say anyone's name right, and can't read, so he calls everyone his mother's name... NINA.... Chris, I know you like to scream that name in bed, but I prefered if you stopped calling me that... I also don't like the looks your giving me... So STOP IT.

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - That's all for now fans! This is the UNDEFEATED, UNDISPUTED, EWA HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, NUNO NITROWALAWITZ, signing off!

["Sugar" by System Of A Down blasts through the speakers as Nuno leaves through the crowd...]

[The arena's immediately turn off at the sound of Hustler's name. The arena is enveloped in a sea of blackness. The crowd begins to cheer as loudly as possible. Suddenly, from the entire entrance ramp, gold and red pyro shoots off interchangeably as the house lights turn to a dark blue. Right after the explosions, "Walk" by Pantera rips over the PA system like a bat out of hell, and the fans all simultaneously get on their feet. Quick scenes of Hustler putting his body on the line in his past matches flash upon the EWAtron. From behind the curtain, The Hustler walks out on to the entrance ramp. He is wearing a "The Dark Angels" t-shirt, on the back reads "Too Fuckin' Good". He has on a pair of black khaki-type pants with white trim, and has the EWA Extreme Title draped on his right shoulder. He has a mic in his hand, and his long hair hangs in in his face as he begins to pace at the top of the ramp. He flips his hair out of his face, revealing those trademark, cold, determined eyes of his. He begins to speak on the mic, as Rob looks confusedly at him.]

The Hustler - Rob DiMarco, tonight, your services as interviewer are not needed. I'll be doing this thing by myself, so if you don't mind, get the hell out of the ring, before I throw you out. And believe me, I'm very serious, I'm dead serious...

[As Rob DiMarco hears Hustler's words, his eyes become increasingly larger and larger, and as soon as Hustler is done speaking, he immediately heads to get out of the ring. He falls in the process of exiting the ring, in which the crowd reacts with laughter. The lights return to normal, and Hustler begins to walk down the ramp, at the same time speaking.]

The Hustler - People here tonight, every man in the locker room, every suit in the offices back there, listen up to what the hell I'm about to say, cause what I'm gonna say is probably gonna affect you all.

[By this time, Hustler has reached the ring. He walks up the steel steps slowly and methodically, and enters the ring by going through the ropes. He walks to the center of the ring, focuses his attention at the entrance curtain, and begins his interview]

The Hustler - First though, I want to address what happened at 3D Warfare, the PPV that just occurred two days ago. That night, I got some revenge that I've been waiting for a LONG time, on the team of Extreme Velocity. I'm sure you all know by now, Richard Dreyborn of Extreme Velocity powerbombed yours truly from the very top of a steel cage, back in the DOA-Pro. Dreyborn and I had been feuding, but that incident came out of cowardice by Extreme Velocity for not wanting to face me in the ring. Thoughts of that drop has been looming in my mind for quite some time, and when Extreme Velocity entered the EWA, I knew it was my chance to get them back. I couldn't get a hold of either Dreyborn or Sane, but the one I could get was their manager bitch there. So he took the ride instead.....at least one of the got to feel the same way I did afterwards. Did you boys enjoy that nice, bumpy ambulance ride to the local hospital? I'm sure you didn't, AND NEITHER DID I!!! The score has been settled, and I'd like to thank Taz and Justin Credible for helping me out on that one.

The Hustler - Now we come to Elypsium, a man just recently fired by the EWA. The reason behind it: BECAUSE HE SUCKED, PERIOD. That sorry excuse for a wrestler, week after week, got his ass whipped in a bad way, and I must say I'm not sorry to see him go. That little whiny bitch deserved to get fired, along with the rest of the punks that got released as well. Extreme Velocity saved me the trouble of putting him out of his misery at 3D Warfare, by beating the hell out of him for me. It seems they want a piece of me because of what I did to that slanty-eyed manager of theirs. Bring your asses out, step up to the plate, and just get beat back down just like everyone else that has come toe-to-toe with Extremity At Its Best. Nothing is going to change, not a bit, because Extreme Velocity will find out just like everyone else that YOUR PAIN IS MY GAIN!!!

[The fans cheer again, as loud as ever, at Hustler's commentary. Hustler continues on after the crowd dies down.]

The Hustler - Finally, I want to get something off my chest. I have a very distinct honor right now, a very distinct one indeed. You see, I'm number one on Duece's hit list on his fancy web page there. I guess that would make me the number one man to take out for all of 3D then. Duece, Dino Delsante, and Nick Diamante, 3D, what a fuckin' group. The supposed "super group" of the EWA, all gunning for me. You look into my eyes, and tell me, tell ME, if you see any fear. I'll tell you right now, there ain't none. These three ego-driven, manical assholes are looking to be taken over the EWA right from the get-go, and apparently they are worried about me standing in the way. I am but one man, but they know, and everyone else, knows what the hell I am capable. At least 3D is able to realize that, realize that I'm a force. Now, EWA roster, all of you back there, you want things to be run by 3D? You want to be screwed out of stardom by these three men who think they rule the world? Are you all of you back there willing to look at these guys in the face, and SPIT IT THEM?!?! I ASK YOU NOW, ARE YOU READY FOR A FUCKIN' WAR?!?!?!? CAUSE I TELL YOU WITHOUT A DOUBT IN MY HEART AND SOUL, I AM!!! I AM READY FOR WAR WITH 3D, AND I WILL WIN THIS WAR, IF 3D OR THE EWA LIKES IT OR NOT!!!

[The crowd erupts at Hustler's words, and they go insane as he raises his hands to them. He exits the ring, and walks back to the locker room as "Walk" by Pantera again blasts throughout the arena.]

Justin Sane - Hustler.......... HUSTLER!!!!! LOOK INTO THESE EYES AND SEE WHAT YOU'RE IN FOR!! SUNDAY YOU CROSSED THE LINE LITTLE MAN, YOU HAVE MARKED YOURSELF. YOU POWERBOMBED A MAN WHO'S NEVER BEEN IN A WRESTLING RING BEFORE THROUGH THE TOP OF A CAGE!! HUSTLER, YOU COULDA DONE IT TO ME OR DICK AND WE WOULDA GOT YA BACK, IT WOULDA BEEN LIKE ANY NORMAL THING, BUT YOU HAD TO INJURE MY MANAGER, HE'S BEEN THERE FOR ME FOR A LONG TIME, HE'S BEEN THERE FOR DREYBORN FOR A LONG TIME.............. NOW, HE'S FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE LAID OUT IN SOME HOSPITAL BED..............and it's all because of you, hustler................ IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!! WHEN DID YOU BECOME SO GUTLESS THAT YOU BEGAN TRYING TO END MANAGER'S CAREERS?? WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING THROUGH THAT SICK AND TWISTED MIND OF YOURS WHEN YOU DID WHAT YOU DID, HUH?? C'MON BITCH........... WHY DON'T YOU COME TO ME, WHERE I'M AT RIGHT NOW, C'MON, I'LL FIGHT YA............ I'LL TAKE YA ON HUSTLER, AND I WON'T LET YOU PUT ME THROUGH THE ROOF OF NO CELL. C'MON HUSTLER, DREYBORN AIN'T HERE, WHY DON'T YOU GROW SOME BALLS AND MAKE A MAN OUTTA YOURSELF, AND TRY AND SALVAGE WHAT'S LEFT OF YOUR REPUTATION?? HUH?? C'MON!!!! THIS AIN'T A GAME NO MORE.......... YOU MADE IT WAY MORE THAN WRESTLING, YOU MADE IT PERSONAL............ AND I AIN'T FUCKIN TALKIN PERSONAL LIKE TRIPLE H/MCMAHON.......... NAW, YOU INJURED AN IDOL OF MINE AND DREYBORN'S................ AND FOR THAT YOU FILTHY COWARD, YOU'RE GONNA PAY, YOU'RE GONNA PAY BIG!! I DON'T CARE WHERE WHEN OR HOW, YOU'RE GONNA PAY BITCH, AND IT'S GONNA BE EXTREME VELOCITY WHO DELIVERS THE BILL..........

[Before Sane can continue, Eddie Sensation comes to the back and says to Sane.]

Eddie Sensation - Justin, can you give us an update on Henzaki Terashii's condition??

Justin Sane - His condition?? HIS CONDITION!?!? GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE YOU MORON, HIS CONDITION?!?! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK HE IS??? HE WAS POWERBOMBED THROUGH THE TOP OF THAT CELL!!! DID YOU THINK HE'D GET A COUPLE OF SCRATCHES AND WALK AWAY CLEAN?? HE AIN'T OK, AND I DON'T KNOW IF HE EVER WILL BE OK........... AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF THAT SCUM SUCKING LOW LIFE COWARD SON OF A BITCH......... THE THINGS WE'RE GOING TO DO TO YOU WILL NOT ONLY COMPENSATE FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO OUR MANAGER, BUT THEY'LL PUT YOU IN THE SAME POSITION AS HE IS................ IN THE DAMN HOSPITAL!!! EXTREME VELOCITY WILL GET THEIR REVENGE, AND DON'T WORRY HUSTLER............ YOU'LL GET YOURS!!!!

Justin Sane - Now, next week, me and Dick have got a triple threat match for the titles............ BAALIM, ANATOMY OF PERFECTION.................. ALL I HAVE I HAVE FOR YOU ARE THESE FEW WORDS OF ADVICE:....................... PRAY TO GOD THAT WE DON'T HURT YOU TOO BAD!!!

[Justin Sane then pushes the cameraman out of the way, and leaves. The camera fades to black...]