$$$I find it funny that so many people see Justin as a punching bag. It's like it's the latest "thing" to pound Justin whenever he has a big match. The latest culprit? Straight Money. Well Money, if you want to be a "big boy" then go ahead, but don't think Justin's going to let this go. We don't forget screwjobs so easily. Oh, and we ALWAYS remember cowards. Speaking of which, it looks like a certain Shaku has beaten Justin. *Claps* It took you long enough. So, Shaku if you want to brag, be my guest, but do yourself a favor, don't think this is over, because we both know it's FAR from finished...Speaking of finished, it seems like a certain JD Lawson has somehow "earned" the right to face off against Justin this weekend at Showdown. But, before we get into the verbal lashing, let me be the first to congratulate you on blowing not one, but TWO title shots on your own. Oh, and who did you fight? NRG and the incompetent Trent Storm? Haha, please JD, if you're going to lose at least make it a respectable loss. But JD, there's something I notice about you, something that really "gets" to me. Your arrogance. Your outright cocky nature downright annoys me. The fact that you refuse to accept that you, JD Lawson, "the KING", are wrong at times. You refuse to accept the fact that your intelligence often forces you to mock yourself in the process of mocking others. You see JD, if you want to be cocky, then have the facts to back it up. If you want to brag, then be able beat someone's ass until they believe you. However, judging from your recents acts of cowardes, I've come to one conclusion. You, my friend, are...WORTHLESS!$$$
$$$As the view fades in you can clearly see a light peach color. As you back up, you notice it's the wall in some kind of large office. As you move around you see a large line outside of the office, and for some strange reason, they're all dressed like Trent Storm. As you turn further to your right you see Justin Sane and Norman sitting behind a fold-out table and on metal chairs. Justin looks a little pissed off.$$$
Justin: Are you sure this will work Normy?
Norman: Of course it will Justin, just relax.
Justin: Relax? I was screwed!
Norman: Yes, I saw. I can't understand why Mr. Marlow wouldn't want you to become champion, especially after you got your new look.
Justin: I know...wait...new look? I never got a new look. All I got was a new car.
Norman: Oh? ...looks at Justin... You know you're right. Hmmm, maybe that had something to do with it.
Justin: Maybe, because there's NO WAY Shaku could have beaten me unless he had some unfair advantage.
Norman: I realize this.
Justin: It's almost like he had some special force on his side. Like...like...THE FORCE!
Norman: Justin, now is not the time for games, nor is it the time for Shaku Endbringer discussions.
Justin: Wait! I know what time it is! HAMMER TIME!
$$$Justin gets up from the table and moves in front and begins to dance, like MC Hammer. You want to know the funny thing? He's dressed like him too.$$$
Norman: Justin, please sit down. It's not Hammer Time, nor is it Game Time, and it is definately not Vader Time.
Justin: ...posing like Vader... Awww! C'mon! RUFF RUFF!
Norman: Sorry Justin, we just don't have the time.
Justin: ...sitting down... Well then what in Uncle Bob's good name are we here for?
Norman: We are here to study JD Lawson, but since our funds are temporarily depleted...
Justin: Wait a second...temporarily depleted? Does this mean we're broke?
Norman: In a way.
Justin: ...throws hands up... How, in the name of all that is greasy, lose all of my money?
Norman: Well, I sort of bet it on you.
Justin: WHAT?!
Norman: ...ashamed... Yes, you see, with the new look factored in, the statistics said I couldn't be wrong!
Justin: Ya know...
Voice: Are you guys going to start this anytime soon?
$$$Justin and Norman turn and one of "impersonators" is standing in the room, his hands on his hips.$$$
#1: Well are you?
Justin: Uhhh, go away. We're having an argument.
#1: Fine, but if I leave, you lose my thirty dollar deposit!
Norman: ...extending hand... Welcome, let's see what you can do.
#1: ...clears throat... I OWN YOU! You can't beat me, because I OWN you. That's right O..W..N...OWN! I...
Justin: I think we've heard enough.
#1: Fine! ...begins to walk out...
Justin: Excuse me, you're forgetting something!
#1: ...stopping... WHAT?!
Justin: ...opening palm... THE MONEY!
$$$The 1st man slams 30 dollars down on the table as Justin puts the money in his back pocket. Justin then turns to Norman, pissed, again.$$$
Justin: Normy...
Norman: Yes, Justin?
Justin: Something stood out as odd with that last one.
Norman: What was it?
Justin: He sais OWN an awful lot.
Norman: So? He's not very framiliar with JD Lawson.
Justin: I don't think he is either, because I think you put JD Lawson on the posters instead of JD Lawson.
Norman: Well, uhhh...ummm...
Justin: You're sliping Normy.
Norman: Yeah, but, but...
Justin: Normy, I REALLY don't have time to deal with Trent Storm impersonators right now....Just get rid of them.
$$$Norman gets up to get rid of them and trips over the corner of the table. What the hell? Has someone switched roles here? I thought Norman was the smart one! Justin laughs and turns to you, ready to speak.$$$
Justin: Well they say there's never anything as good as the original, but I have to disagree this time. I believe these portrayals of you are rather accurate, unlike yours. You see, when impersonating two LEGENDS, like Kenny Rock and I, usually you don't use IDIOTS like your two sidekicks to do it, but it's alright JD. I know that your mental capacity is that of a 4 year old with ADD and the fact that you've changed personalitys so many times proves to me how usless you are. Now, if you want to insult someone, you usually muster up the balls and say their actual name and no insinuate through some meaningless jabber with two 'tards who should be on the cover of MENTAL MIDGET magazine, but go ahead JD. Stay away from actually talking about me, I dare you, because the fact is you can't. NO ONE CAN. I'm like a bug. I'll cree, crawl and talk so much that you can't help but get pissed. So I'll wait JD. I'll wait for you to gether balls. I'll wait for you to grow some common sense. Most importantly though, I'll wait for you to realize how insignicant you are before I EMBARASS your ass Saturday. That's right JD, this time, there's no Jason Simmons to get in my way. This time, if some fool like Shaku Endbringer runs down to the ring and tries to screw me over then I invite him to, but I warn him, just like I warn you. No longer will you son of a bitches push me around and "screw me over" because from this point on, I'm going to fight back. So JD, tell your three lackeys that if they want to get in the ring with me, they're welcome, but then they're also welcome to a Sane footprint on their small intestines free of charge.
$$$Justin smiles, something he hasn't done, well, all day. He laughs, lightening the mood, but you realize he's laughing because Norman is getting beaten up by the wanna-be Trent Storms. He speaks.$$$
Justin: Now JD, if you want to call me unoriginal, an idiot, a fool, a moron then come out and say it. Come right out and belittle me. Make sure I know it. Oh wait, but that would be the words of a hero, and a rolemodel. You, hide and cower, trying to weasle your way out of responsibility with your "money and power." Well JD, all of the muscle that surrounds you and "protects" you, won't be able to do just that on Saturday. By the time I get to you JD, you'll be in the corner, shaking and rocking back in forth like you've laced your fear with terror. Why? Why would you hide when your "destiny" awaits you in the ring? Simple, you, JD, are a coward. You fear responsibility and you scoff at challenges. JD, when it comes down to the bottom line, you never could and you never will stand up to a fight because you think you've got the power to get out of it. You think you van just laugh at it and slink away. Well I'm telling you now JD, you're not going to slink away. You're not going to buy anyone off and without a doubt, you're not going to get away from me easily. You thought losing to Storm and NRG was embarassing? You thought you got mad at yourself after that? Well JD, I'm telling you this, NOW, after I prove you WORTHLESS, PITIFUL, and USELESS, you will rather shack up with your lackies in a Motel room for the night than face the public....JD, you've been through a lot, and so have I, but you, like Shaku, don't and never will understand. You can't comprehend the simple facts of life. The Franchise always comes out on top. The Franchise is the one they build around. The Franchise is the REAL rolemodel and the one EVERYONE emulates, not just crack-whores from Mississippi and Tennessee. But on Saturday, you will understand. You will understand why I talk about superiority. You will understand why I consider myself The Franchise. But most importantly, you will understand that I am...
$$$Justin glares into you deeply, trying to be serious as Norman comes flying into the room, onto the table. Justin's serious face cracks and he begins laughing again, hysterically. The camera fades....$$$
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