[Nic Totopoulous is backstage.  He is walking through the halls.  He is carrying his bag in one hand, and his TNT Wrestling United States Championship belt in the other.  He si wearing jeans, and a Nic Totopoulous T-shirt, that reads "Nic Totopoulous" on the front, and "I'll see you, in the ring" on the back.  He is wearing black boots as well.  He walks through a door, and is met by an interviewer.  The interviewer approaches him.]

Interviwer - Nic Totopoulous, can you answer a few questions for me?

Totopoulous - Look I'm in a little bit of a hurry, aand I don't have time for this.

Please...  I just want to ask you a few questions.

No.  What part of that don't you understand?  Geez, people now are stupider than ever.  People say that wrestling is getting watered down with all of the federations, but people in general are getting watered in intellect.  There are too many stupid people in this world today.

You know what?  You're right.  I am stupid.  You did say no, and I'll respect that, but I just want a comment.

If I give you one will you get out of my hair?

Yes.

Okay then...

Alright, I was just wondering...

Screw you!  There's a comment, now piss off!

[Nic Totopoulous takes off down the hall.  He had quickened his pace from before.  He makes his way down the hall and turns a corner.]

Later on in the show...

[Be Quick or Be Dead by Iron Maiden hits the speakers.  The crowd begins to boo.  The lights dim, and the pyrotechnics go off in front of the entrance.  Nic Totopoulous emerges out from behind the curtain.  He is dressed in hits wrestling attire, and is wearing his TNT Wrestling United States Championship belt around his waist.  He walks down the ramp.  He climbs up the stairs through the ropes and into the ring.  A microphone is tossed to him.  He catches it, and puts the microphone to his mouth to begin to address the crowd.]

Here I am, and there you are.  This Sunday, I will face The Prankster.  Now really, I am tiring of this constant verbal abuse of my last name.  I mean really, how hard is it to say Totopoulous.  How retarded are you people?  It's not hard.  To-to-pou-lous.  It's spelled just as it's pronounced.  The people that can't say need to go to a speach therapist.  It's not hard.  Anyway, I want you to try and come up with something original Prankster.  Ha, ha.  That's a good one.  Ha!  Ha!  Ha!  Man, I kill myself.  Original Prankster, The Offspring, get it?  Ha!  Ha!  Ohhh...  Anyway, where was I?  Oh right.  This Sunday, tomorrow, on Sunday Night Mayhem, Prankster will become just another statistic on the winning record of Nic Totopoulous.  He will be just another win for the Canadian Champion.

The Canadians hate me so much?  I don't think so.  I was just there a few days ago, and you should have heard the warm reception I got.  It was outstanding.  But really, why does the fact that I'm Canadian have to be an issue.  Is it because you are afraid of Canadians?  It that it?  Because of all the great Canadian wrestlers that have competed.  Bret Hart, Owen Hart, Chris Jericho, Lance Storm, Chris Benoit, Edge, Christian, The Rougeau brothers, Roddy Piper, Val Venis.  All of these men were dominant, and enstilled fear in all of their opponents.  That is what I do to you, isn't it Prankster?  I make you scared.  I make you wish you hadn't signed for that match, even though you do have a chance to win some gold.  Well, you need not be too scared Prankster, I'll take it easy on you.  Like I said before, you have some great talent, some potential, and real upside, and this match will be a learning experience for you.  You will learn what it takes to compete with the best of the best.  You will be taught a lesson.

As for the comments you made about the LOP, I am flabergasted.  I can't believe you managed to put on such a brave face when asked if you were afraid of them.  You are telling me, that you aren't afraid of the four best wrestlers in the world right now?  That's insane!  You must be afraid.  I'd be afraid of us too if I were you.  It's okay Prankster, you can be afraid.  Believe me, I understand.  I have competed against Aussie Wonder, he is one of the best out there.  I have seen Death dismantle some of the best in the business.  And Cross when he was a Hardcore champion.  He hurt people in ways I would have never dreamed imaginable.  And me, well what can I say, I'm great.

[The fans begin to chant Totopoulous' name.]

NIC THE DICK!  NIC THE DICK!  NIC THE DICK!

Ahhh!  Stop it!  Have you no compassion?  What's the matter with all of you people?  Do you not see that I am the best United States Champion off all time?  God damn it!

[Nic Totopoulous drops the microphone.  He puts his hands over his ears.  He drops to his knees, then he rolls out of the ring.  He runs up the ramp and backstage.  He is now seen backstage walking down the hall, and the crowd can still be heard.  The interviewer is walking up to him, wanting to ask him a few questions.]

Nic Totopoulous, I'm glad I can into you.  I just want to ask you one question.

AHHH!  Get out of my way!

[Totopoulous pushes the interviewer out of the way and makes his way down the hall, holding his hands over his ears.  The scene fades to black.]