Honus Jackson (who is not a dead shortstop for the Pirates), Living Dead Girl (who is not a native or inhabitant of the island of Lesbos), and Rembrandt (who is a damn Knight) have reorganized and charge forward with an attack on Nakedman, Killall and Canadian Kid.

At the beginning of this day you would have called them the ‘Fleshie Junior Liberation Front.’ But now they are “THE ALLSTARS.”

Lt. Pain (who is so totally not a Knight), Bobbybob (who is about the size of a walnut) and Fleshie (who is God) are also standing with their fellow Allstars.

JF: Its an all-out Brawl! What a slobberkn- uhh… I mean, great match… and we’ve barely seen any tables yet!!!

King: Well Remy, Honus and LDG may be a reorganized team and all… but its six on three! Well. 5� on three.

Honus charges with a fist to the face of Canadian Kid, CK totally oversells it and falls out of the ring. Looks like he may need a WHEELCHAIR again.

JF: And CK is out of the picture once again… Honus turns his attention to Nakedman – picks him up… POWERSLAM!

Meanwhile, Remy and Lt. Pain seems to be exchanges blows back and forth.

JF: The Knight and the ex-knight… going at it! Meanwhile Killall slides out of the ring. And Bobby Bob jumps up on Remy’s back!

Knights: AGH! Agh! Get him off me! That’s why the Knights support killing midge- uhh… nothing. I said nothing. I am not evil. OW! OW! Get off!

Killall slides back into the ring, having gotten a table.

Killall: Tables are no totally over.

Naked: Wow… am I over too Killall?!

CK: (out of the ring, laying in pain) Yeah. Nakedman, you’re an Allstar. Allstars are totally over. You are over like William Regal.

Naked: Yessssss! *NO*

Honus has managed to get that tazer again… which I is assumed is spelled that way because it is not in my Microsoft word dictionary. Though it could be spelled with an ‘s’. I think it’s a ‘z’ though. Ah, I digress.

*BZZZZzzzWAP*

JF: My God – Honus is electrocuting the hell out of Nakedman! There's a lot of built up hostility.

King: Geez… I hope they don’t hold a retirement party for me.

JF: And Nakedman is down. Meanwhile Lt. Pain and Bobby Bob have overtaken Rembrandt and are beating the heck out of him! Honus is going over to even the odds.

As Honus goes to… help Remy?!?!… Liv seems to be going at it with Fleshbasher.

Fleshie or perhaps Danny Glover: I’m getting too old for this.

Killall makes the save with a low blow to LDG. Umm… which I guess wouldn’t hurt that much. Because she doesn’t have nuts and all.

JF: Killall and Liv are going at it! Wait… CK from outside of the ring grabs onto Liv’s legs! She falls to the mat. Now Killall is setting up that table there.

King: Um… why doesn’t the ref ban Fleshie, Bobby and Pain from the ring. They are technically interfering with a booked match.

JF: Silence.

King: Sorry for asking. Sheesh.

JF: And Killall is picking Liv up… he’s going to Powerbomb Liv through the table! Here it comes…

Yargh.