$$$So, another day passes and the day of reckoning for Mr. Levine approaches. Yes, that's right Mr. Levine, Sunday night is indeed your day of reckoning. It's the day where you, my dear friend shall pay for your crimes against Mr. Sane. We're not talking about crimes of passion, because that's Mr. Harper's department. You see, we're talking about your kidnapping crimes, rape crimes, and most importantly your consipracy crimes. Mr. Levine, we all know that you kidnapped Mr. Rock and then proceeded to rape him along with the rest of IWO. There's no hiding it, so you might as well do us all a favor and turn yourself in now. But, knowing you, Mr. Levine, chances are that you won't turn yourself in and rather you will continue pillaging young male managers such as Mr. Rexter, Mr. Pesos, Ms. Dhite, and the rest of the contingent here in FWF...UNLESS...that's right, UNLESS, Mr. Sane can put an end to it all Sunday. Unless Mr. Sane can finally prove to you how needless and pitiful you really are, no one is safe. From Mr. Glore to Mr. Lawson, every man will hide in fear of your "special area". Not for it's...uhhh..."size", but for the shear fact that they know you will do everything in your power to make sure it ends up inside their rectum. So, in closing, Mr. Levine, I ask that you do try and keep yourself at bay until Sunday and MAYBE, just MAYBE, we can have Mr. ROck back in one piece.$$$
$$$The view fades in and you see nothing, but him. He stands there, alone, wondering, thinking. About what? About everything, including what he's going to do to your mother next time. You see the back of his head. His hair is neat, but his neck is beat red as the sun has beaten down on him and begun to burn him. He yawns and turns to look at you. You can't tell whether he's standing or sitting. He speaks for you to listen.$$$
Justin: Still IN Champion. STILL FW-FUCKIN'-F IN CHAMPION. Get that that through your head Luciano?! GOT IT?! Do you think you could comprehend that this time?! Maybe, just maybe now, you'll be able to keep your fuckin' hands away from MY title. Yes, that's right...MY title. Not yours, Jimmy, but mine, and I plan on keeping it that way. You see, last time, truth be told, I was SCREWED out of this title. S-C-R-E-W-E-D! Can you understand that Jimmy? Or is Simmons' scrotum too far down your throat to think straight? Yes, that's right Jimmy, Simmons. Jason FUCKIN' Simmons, the same son of a bitch that left me in the cold on Saturday just like I knew he would. But that's ok, because I had different goals on Saturday. Not to win the Tag Titles, but to keep MY IN Title and to find the motherfucker who took Joey and it seems that I did both of those things. So now, I walk into Canadian Invasion, with the IN Title and with ONE fucking goal, to take my friend from the hands of the IWO cocknut Evan Levine. And believe me, after Sunday, he will be NOTHING but a cock with nuts in his mouth. The nuts of the 3 people that actually WATCH IWO because I cam going to send his ass packing right back to where he came from. Now, you thought things would be all fine and dandy, huh? You thought that you would take Joey and then show up to laugh about it?! Well things may seem like that in YOUR world, but in the REAL world, things aren't as simple. See, in this world, things are a LOT for more complicated. Not only do you have to deal with ME on Sunday, but you have to deal with the humiliation that YOU were beaten by the F-W-F's ONE AND ONLY...HERO, ICON, FRANCHISE, AND YOUR F'N ROLEMODEL!
$$$Suddenly, the view fades in and you can see you're still in the trailor park. He, Justin, is looking straight ahead, like he's in a trance. Lil Person is next to him, screaming.$$$
Lil Person: JUSTIN!
$$$No answer.$$$
Lil Person: JUSTIN!
$$$Still no answer.$$$
Lil Person: JUUUUUSSSTTTTTIIIIIIIN!
$$$Finally, Justin stirs and looks at Lil Person. He smiles and then gets up from the bench he was sitting at. He stands next to Lil Person and they begin to walk. You notice Justin has something in his hand...a letter?$$$
Lil Person: So, you wanna tell me what this whole big "plan is"?
Justin: Not really.
Lil Person: Well, shouldn't I know? I mean I am the only friend you have left.
Justin: Are not!
Lil Person: Name one.
Justin: Well, Joey!
Lil Person: Analy penetrated by IWO's entire locker room.
Justin: So?
Lil Person: Do you really think he's going to be your "friend" after that?
Justin: Errr, ok..well...Lost Soul.
Lil Person: Next.
Justin: How about Deli?
Lil Person: When was the last time you talked to him?
Justin: Right before he got dragged off to Juvi Hall.
Lil Person: And did you try to help?
Justin: Well, not exactly...
Lil Person: See?
Justin: OH! I GOT IT!
Lil Person: Who?
Justin: I can't tell you.
Lil Person: Oh? And why is that?
Justin: Because he's going to save us.
Lil Person: Ok, so tell me.
Justin: No, that would ruin the surprise.
Lil Person: And that matters....because....WHY?
Justin: Because...
Lil Person: Because WHY?!
Justin: Ahhh, shutup! Listen, the only thing that matters right now, besides surprising you, is getting this letter to that llama.
Lil Person: What llama?
Justin: ...Pointing... THAT LLAMA!
Lil Person: Where the FUCK did that thing come from?
Justin: Another surprise my friend.
$$$Justin and Lil Person walk over to the...uhh...llama and Justin begins to pet it.$$$
Lil Person: Justin...you do realize this thing has three legs, right?
Justin: So?
Lil Person: So how the hell is it supposed to get that letter to town which is GOD KNOWS how far away.
Justin: 38 miles to be exact.
Lil Person: 38 FUCKING MILES?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Justin: Nope.
Lil Person: That's it...we're doomed.
Justin: Hey man, this idea came out of the book! Don't doubt the book.
Lil Person: Shutup and give the damn llama the letter.
$$$Justin places the envelope in a puch on the llama's side. Justin yels go and the llama begins to hobble away.$$$
Lil Person: Justin, for YOUR sake, I hope this works.
Justin: It'll work man! Never doubt the book!
$$$As the llama begins to limp away...it trips...over nothing and falls. Justin trys to feign a smile and Lil Person begins to cry. The llama gets back up and continues limping out of the trailor park and onto the dirt road. The camera fades.....$$$
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