*Scene opens up inside Jason's apartment. He sits in his recliner, feet up, and remote in hand. He switches through a couple of channels before stopping on ESPN. Signs turns towards the camera and begins to speak.*

Signs: At UWF New Year's Special, I will once again make history when I, Jason James Signs, become UWF's Anarchy champion.

*Jason turns back to the T.V. and watches a bit of action before turning back and speaking again.*

Signs: You see, Coolio, your lucky to be stepping into the same ring as me. I was in the first ever UWF match and the first ever UWF champion, and come this New Year, I'll become champion again! You might think your hot shit because your fighting Jason Signs, but news flash buddy..there using you as a jobber.

*Signs turns the T.V. off and faces the camera with a serious look.*

Signs: You think they call me the Anarchist for no reason? I'm the definition of a crazy son of a bitch because once I step into the ring I forget all rules! I not only show my opponent no mercy, I beat them within a centimeter of their lives! This time around Coolio, Im stepping my game up. I dont know much about you, but I do know that your a wigger, who thinks wearing there pants to there knees is cool. You think wearing a shirt that hangs way below your waist is cool? It looks like a goddamn dress!

*Signs smirks a bit.*

Signs: You proved my point of how stupid you are in your own damn promo Coolio. If you can't hit a punching bag that's not even moving, how the hell are you gonna hit me? This business isn't for you buddy. Your not wasting only your time by wrestling, your wasting mine. Coolio, when you wake up in the hospital and regain your conscienceness slowly, and you think, was I visited by the devil? And then it hits you...I was visited by the Anarchist, Jason motherfuckin' Signs! The Anarchy title is mine...you better believe it. ....Its in the signs....

*Fade to black*