One step closer, one match closer. It's time for the Anarchy division to be dictated and ruled by the king of anarchy, Jason Signs.
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Signs: After this week, Stone Cold won't have shit on me.
*Signs is shown reclined in a rather nice hotel room, sipping on a margarita, enjoying life.*
Signs: Last week at Wreckage, I came back with a vengeance and unfortunately Eric Kottke found that out the hard way. You see if you think I was gonna come back from a long lay off and half ass it, you were wrong because last week I came out unscaved. Not a single bump, bruise, or scratch.
*Signs flashes a cocky smirk to the camera as he takes another sip of his margarita.*
Signs: I beat him so bad I knocked his ass back to Aftershock where the chumps fight, hoping to catch the eye of Hampton and Porter and possibly advance to the big leagues with the big dogs like myself. And now this week I face Jason Stiles..oops I mean J. Stiles. Changed his name because once the Anarchist showed up he realized who the better Jason was..he just wasn't able to live up to the name like I can because I'm one crazy son of a bitch who simply just doesn't give a fuck.
*Just then Jack Dong is shown placing a chair next to Jason and sitting down. He then places a microphone with a UWF logo in Signs' face. Jason sits up and stares at Dong with a pissed off look.*
Signs: You Funaki look alike piece of shit, what the fuck do you want in here and how did you get in?
Dong: Excuse me meester Signs, but I here for interview time.
Signs: Well if it isn't The Donger..your lucky I didn't spinebuster your ass or something. Remember the good ole days when everybody would beat your ass in their promos to prove a point?
*Signs starts laughing out loud as he remembers Dong getting slammed through various objects like tables and lockers by different UWF superstars who were once employed by UWF.*
Dong: Yeah! Yeah! SO what?! I sure showed them when I beat Titaneeuumm!
*Signs laughs even louder at the fact that somebody actually had been booked to fight UWF's head interviewer and lost!*
Signs: Man Donger you know what, you made my day. Anyways, go on with the interview.
Dong: Riight onn then Jason. First questiiion...what do you think about the return of the Puerto Rican Playboy, Caesar Torres?
Signs: You mean the Puerto Rican nun fucker? Last I remember he was caught doggy styling some nun to hell and back. I mean seriously this guy is insane, whoever gets stuck in an elevator with him better gold their ass cheeks closer together because if not, they might just end up with a blunt up their ass.
Dong: You mean you think Torres would actually shove a blunt up somebody's ass hole rather then smoke it?
Signs: I don't know..you tell me smartass.
Dong: Okay..umm next question. What do you theeenk about Warren and the whole Anarchy title situation?
Signs: Honestly, he did the right thing. He saved himself from a lot of pain and suffering because if I would of got a hold of him I would of beat him within an inch of his life and then some.
Dong: Okay then. Last question..do you think the name Battle of the Jasons suits your upcoming match?
Signs: Well it would, but his name isn't Jason anymore you immigrant. Remember he changed it to a single letter...J. And this week I'm gonna beat him so bad, he'll be forced to drop the J and his name will then only be Stiles.
*And with that closing statement, the scene fades.*
