Mitch: "We're here with new rising star, Jake Anderson. Jake, what are your thought on your opponent saying that you can't focus and that you're teetering on the brink of insanity."

Jake: "What can I say. I guess he's right. I mean I do have a clown for a best friend, Mate. But seriously, Silvio makes a good point. I have had a lot on my mind lately. I've been pre-occupied with Steve Matthews and now the two of us are going head to head in a ladder match at XtremeMania. I want to focus on one thing at a time, but I suppose it's hard to do. Fortunately for you Silvio, I will be ready for Showdown. I will fight with all of my strength and speed. I will fight and I will WIN!"

Mitch: "Well, those are some good words from a good man. Jake, good luck in your match at Showdown."

:: ACTION ::
Mitch shakes Jake's hand and walks out of the locker room. Jake walks over to the mini-fridge in the corner of the locker room and reaches for something to drink. He pulls out a large can.

SHARPER SHAKE

Jake shakes his head in curiosity and opens the can. He touches it to his lips and his eyes get wide.
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Jake: "Damn, that's pretty good."

:: ACTION ::
Jake sits down on the bench and downs the entire can in a few gulps. He walks over to the fridge and opens the door. Inside is a note marked DO NOT TOUCH signed Matt Sharper. Jake tosses the piece of paper over his shoulder and grabs a six-pack of Sharper Shakes out of the fridge. He also grabs a small baggie out of the bottom of the cabinet hidden under a box of Pop-Tarts. The bag is marked Silvio Martelli. Jake sits down on the bench once more and opens the baggie. Inside is an already rolled joint. Jake grabs a lighter from his locker and lights it. He takes a large puff of the joint and holds it in for a few seconds before coughing slightly and letting out the smoke. He hears a knock at the door and slides the bag of weed under the bench and hides the joint behind his back.
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Mitch: "One more thing Jake, could you sign my Austrailian Ambassador cap?"

Jake: "Sure thing, Mate."

:: ACTION ::
Jake slides the joint into his back pocket and reaches for Mitch's hat and a pen. He signs the hat and hands it back to Mitch.
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Jake: "Here you go."

Mitch: "Thanks a lot Jake."

Jake: "No problem, Mate. The Rumble from Down Under never forgets the little guy."

:: ACTION ::
Jake pats Mitch Keller on the top of the head and sets back down on the bench. He pretends to start doing sit-ups again until Mitch leaves. Jake gets up and reaches in his back pocket.
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Jake: "BUGGER, FUCK, SHIT, PISS, AND BOLLUCKS."

:: ACTION ::
Jake's joint was completely crushed where he sat on it. He just shrugs and rolled another one. Jake sits there and smokes the entire bag of weed and then walks across the street to his hotel room where he lies on the bed and kisses his sleeping Sheila on the cheek. He grabs the blanket and covers up. Jake doses off in a matter of seconds.

The next morning Jake wakes up completely refreshed with not a care in the world. Sheila is sitting on the edge of the bed in just a green thong. She is watching The Little Mermaid on T.V. and brushing her wet hair. It's obvious that she just got out of the shower.
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Jake: "Good morning Sheila. Did you sleep well?"

Sheila: "Yeah, but I had one hell of a hangover. I spent so much time at that bar."

Jake: "I know what you mean. After my little workout yesterday I got high and came back here to sleep."

Sheila: "Did you take all of our stash?"

Jake: "Hell no. I "found" some. Our stash is still in the bag. What time is it anyway?"

Shiela: " It's 1 p.m."

Jake: "Cool. Then It's not too early for this."

:: ACTION ::
Jake leans in and kisses Sheila. They hold the kiss for about two minutes before they part in a unanimous smile.
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Jake: "Sheila? Let's set a date for the wedding."

Sheial: "Really!?"

Jake: "Of course."

:: ACTION ::
Sheila jumps up onto the bed and starts doing flips. She was so excited that Jake decided to join her. They both jumped up and town as the camera zoomed out and into the next room.
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Fat Old Drunk: "Ay! Shut up you two horny little goat bastards!(whispers)Shhhh......It's okay precious I wont let them hurt you darling. My Precious."

Hooker: "My name is Earline. And you still owe me 200 bucks."

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