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Undercard
Dan Hopkins vs. Apollo

::John walks out...he is dragging Chairman Dane behind him on a
leesh.::

John:Since Chairman Dane is a total fucking moron he booked two
wrestlers who
are on our injured list right now. Hopkins and Apollo are both injured
and
theirfore haven't been able to wrestler so instead...Chairman Dane pull
out
your penis.

C.Dane:...but

John:DO IT!

C.Dane:Yes sir....

::Chairman Dane pulls out his penis...it is obvious it hasn't grown
since
birth...the entire arena laugh at his small wee wee.::

John:OH MY GOD! THAT'S THE SMALLEST PENIS I HAVE EVER SEEN!

::Meygon walks out and gets on her knees and begins to suck it.::

Meygon:Ewwwww....it's so tiny it's not even suckable!

John:Bitch you know where your dinner hangs!

Meygon:Ohhhhh baby I know...

::John starts to smile.::

Meygon:I'm gonna go find Titan!

::Meygon leaves the ring as John get's a pissed off look on his face.
The
crowd still is laughing at C.Dane's small penis.::

::Commercial Break::

Capital Punishment vs. Jack in the box was not wrote. Not my
problem...send
all complaints on this subject to Flyguy811@aol.com because he was the
one
who had all week to write it. He didn't even mail me to say he
couldn't
write it. And the ironic part people...he used to be a card head and
still
screws people over like this.

Grudge Match
Psycho Jay vs. Randal McCloud w/ Jordan Howitt
Their has been alot of heat between TPK and Psycho Jay. This will allow
them
to vent their anger on eachother in this grudge match. We expect this to
be
a great contest between some of the IWO's top stars.

GP: We're back and now we've got a great match scheduled for you coming
up.

JT: Yeah! Psycho Jay is wrestling Randall McCloud.

GP: Oh my god JT, that's gotta be the first time you've ever known what
match was coming up next.

JT: Yeah well Psycho Jay's the man, I mean look at what him and VP John
pulled on Meltdown! I don't really like John that much for booting us off
of
Meltdown, but that was still classic!

SBW: That was horrendous what happened to the entire IWO on Monday. That

was nowhere near following F.U.C.K.'s guidelines. The Usual Suspects are
a
very bad influence and I doubt they've ever even heard of F.U.C.K.ing!

JT: Would you calm down with the F.U.C.K.ing stuff Slappy.

SBW: It's STINKY!

GP: Well I've gotta agree with Stinky on this JT. What John and the
Usual
Suspects pulled on Monday was very uncalled for. Nobody ever expected
that
after the heated verbal battle Psycho Jay and John we're having all week.

JT: That's why it was so GREAT! The entire federation was out to get
Psycho
Jay and instead he got them all. And he's gonna take it to McCloud
tonight
as well.

SBW: This is a tough one to call I'd say. See, Psycho Jay is big....and
umm, McCloud is the "Pheonix", and errr.

JT: Slackey! Shut the fuck up and let me and Parker handle the
predictions!
Moron. Well obviously Psycho Jay will win this one. He's got all the
momentum on his side, a World Title shot at Desperate Measures, and the
Vice
President in his corner. Plus the Usual Suspects backing him and they're
without a doubt the biggest draw in the IWO right now.

GP: In a way I have to agree with you JT. See Psycho Jay swerved the
entire
federation on Monday, he has all the momentum, he's in a great stable, and

John is backing him, BUT Jay is a bit too cocky about this match. The
Prep
Kids are no push-overs and Randall McCloud is one of the most talented
youngsters in the IWO right now.

JT: Talent my ass. McCloud sucks! Sure he's been a tag champion before,

but anybody can do that. Face it Parker, McCloud's out of his league in
singled competition and Psycho Jay is gonna destroy him.

SBW: Can I talk now?

JT: No.

GP: No, no, no. Go ahead Stinky, what do you have to say?

SBW: Ummm, just that Psycho Jay will lose because he is not a fan of
F.U.C.K.ing and "The Pheonix" Randall McCloud will win because he has a
neat
nickname and is a great F.U.C.K.er.

JT: Are you finished Shitty?

SBW: It's STINKY, and....yes, I am done.

JT: Thank God! Now let's get this match started for christ's sake.

GP: I'd watch those religious references JT, someone watching might be
offended and you could get fired.

JT: Yeah right, they'd never fire me, I'm irreplaceable.

GP: We could get Jerry Lawler in a second to replace you.

JT: Dream on fat boy, Lawler's got nothing on me!

GP: If you say so, let's just get this thing started.

(The Ring announcer is standing in the middle of the ring about to
announce
the wrestler's entrances when suddenly "K@#%!" by Korn blasts as Psycho
Jay's
manager Vincent comes out from the back. Vincent gets into the ring and
grabs the microphone from the ring announcer.)

SBW: Oh no! He certainly cannot F.U.C.K.

JT: Be quiet, Vincent's the man.

Vincent: FUCKING GIVE VINCENT THAT FUCKING THING BITCH BEFORE FUCKING
VINCENT SHOVES THIS MOTHER FUCKER UP YOUR FUCKING ASS HOLE FUCK FACE!
FIRST
FUCKING OFF, VINCENT'S THEME MUSIC ISN'T FUCKING "K@#%!" IT'S MOTHER
FUCKING
"TWIST" SO GET IT FUCKING RIGHT COCKSUCKING WHOREBASTARDS IN THE MOTHER
FUCKING SOUND TRUCK!

("Twist" begins to play and Vincent seems satisfied.)

Vincent: FUCKING GOOD. NOW FUCKING ONE MORE THING VINCENT IS FUCKING THE

NEW GUEST RING ANNOUNCER FOR THIS FUCKING MATCH SO GET THE FUCK OUT OF
THIS
GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING RING AND FUCKING LICK VINCENT'S FUCKING NUTS
FUCKING
GEEK!

(The Ring Announcer starts to leave the ring, but Vincent doesn't wait and

immediately attacks the ring announcer with his overly large schlong. The

ring announcer falls to the floor in a bloody heap as Vincent laughs.)

Vincent: HA FUCKING HA! NOW MOTHER FUCKERS LISTEN THE FUCK UP CAUSE
VINCENT
DOESN'T FUCKING WANT TO MOTHER FUCKING REPEAT HIS FUCKING SELF GOT THAT
FUCKING SHIT FOR BRAINS ASS HOLE FUCKING LIZARD RAPERS!

(A fan in the crowd holding a sign that says "Vagrond is my hero" becomes
offended and storms out of the arena.)

Vincent: FUCKING FINE GO LIZARD FUCKER! NOW INTRODUCING FIRST.....HE'S A

MOTHER FUCKING PART OF THAT FUCKING BITCH ASS PUSSY ASS FAGET ASS TAG TEAM

THE PREP KIDS, FUCKING HE 6'3" AND WEIGHS 233 FUCKING SHIT POUNDS. HERE
IS
FUCKING DICKWAD QUEER "THE PHEONIX" WHAT THE MOTHER FUCK KIND OF FUCKING
NICKNAME IS PHEONIX YOU'VE GOTT BE FUCKING KIDDING FUCKING VINCENT MOTHER
FUCKERS RANDALL MCCLOUD FUCKERS!!

("Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine blasts as Jordan Howitt and Randall

McCloud make their way out and they do not seem happy. Randall hops up on

the apron and begins yelling at Vincent.)

Vincent: FUCKING SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH FUCKING SLUT BEFORE VINCENT TEARS
YOU
A NEW FUCKING CUNT HOLE FUCKING ASS BITCH.

(Jordan pulls McCloud down off the apron as Vincent continues his
announcements.)

Vincent: FUCKING THAT'S RIGHT MOTHER TWAT! NOW FUCKING INTRODUCING
FUCKING
NEXT, THE MOTHER FUCKING MAN IN THE IWO, THE NEXT FUCKING WORLD MOTHER
FUCKING CHAMPION, HE FUCKING REPRESENTS THE USUAL FUCKING SUSPECTS AND
FUCKING IS THE MOST ORIGIONAL BASTARD FUCKING WALKING THIS MOTHER FUCKING
COCKSUCKING ASSHOLE DICKHEAD EARTH! FUCKING STANDING AT 6'8" AND MOTHER
FUCKING WEIGHING IN ON THE FUCKING PUSSY ASS BITCH FUCKING SCALE IN THE
BACK
FUCK 320 POUNDS! FUCKING PSYCHO MOTHER FUCKING JAY MOTHER FUCKER!

("Divine" by Korn hits as Psycho Jay steps out onto the ramp. He is
holding
a manequin head of Randall McCloud. Jay points to the ring, the humps the

manequin head and charges down to the ring.)

GP: Jay just threw that manequin head at McCloud and slid under the
ropes,
but Jordan Howitt grabs Jay's leg and pulls him back! Howitt and Jay are
going punch for punch, wait! Vincent just came flying over the top rope
with
a suicide dive and took out Howitt! Now Howitt and Vincent are battling
on
the outside and we've already got security out here breaking things up!

JT: That was a great move for Vincent, I bet Jamie wishes he signed him
to a
wrestler's contract now.

SBW: Vincent doesn't deserve any contract at all. He's never F.U.C.K.ed
in
his life.

JT: Shut up!

SBW: Maybe if someone F.U.C.K.ed him then his attitude would change.

JT: Die!

GP: Psycho Jay's still on the outside cheering on the Howitt Vincent
fight.
He doesn't notice that Randall McCloud is perched on the top ropes waiting

for him! Jay turns around and McCloud comes off with a flying
clothesline!
He nearly took Jay's head off!

JT: He better keep sneaking Jay from behind, that's the only chance he
has!

SBW: Um, yeah I think Jay is bigger than him and usually when another
wrestler is bigger isn't it the normal point of attack to hit and run and
try
to take out their legs?

GP: Yes it is Stinky, you're learning. Now McCloud picks Jay up and rams

him head first into railing! Jay stumbles back and McCloud jumps onto the

guardrail and comes off with a flying cross body press! The ref is
counting
them out, they had better get back into the ring.

JT: McCloud better hope he gets counted out, that's the only thing that
will
save his ass.

SBW: The ref is up to 8 now!

GP: McCloud slides into the ring. The ref yells 9 out!

JT: Get in Jay!

GP: Jay barely rolls into the ring in time!

JT: What the hell is up with this ref? He wants a great match like this
to
end in a countout?

SBW: He's just enforcing the rules JT, this is not a hardcore match or
falls
count somewhere.

GP: It's falls count anywhere Stinky.

JT: IDIOT!!

SBW: Well whatever, this is a regular match, not any of those special
matches.

GP: That is true. Now Randall pulls Jay up by the hair and whips him to
the
ropes. Dropkick right to the face of Jay! McCloud is looking impressive.

JT: Impressive my ass. He snuck jay from behind, just wait until Jay
comes
back.

GP: The Pheonix bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow right into the
sternum of Psycho Jay. He covers,
1.............2...................KICKOUT!

SBW: That was a bit early in the match foe a cover.

JT: No shit, you're not gonna get a pin that quick in the IWO, especially

over Jay.

GP: McCloud picks Jay up once again and goes for a spinning heel kick,
but
Jay ducks. McCloud lands on his feet and is LEVELED by Psycho Jay with a
clothesline! Randall gets to his feet and Jay whips him to the ropes,
POWERSLAM! It looked like the wind was knocked out of the Pheonix there.

JT: Well hopefully there will be some blood knocked out of him too!

SBW: Look, Psycho Jay grabs McCloud's legs and is going for a BB Gun!

JT: It's a SLINGSHOT you complete IDIOT!

GP: Jay sends McCloud face first into the turnbuckle with the slingshot.

McCloud hits and stumbles backwards. Jay catches him from behind and
flips
him back with a German suplex, Jay
bridges....1.................2................KICKOUT!

JT: That was three!

SBW: I believe the referee said it was only a two count JT.

JT: Stumpy, don't make me bitch slap you.

SBW: You wouldn't dare!

*BITCH SLAP*

JT: Like I never did it before jackass.

GP: Jay picks up McCloud and sends him to the ropes. BACK BODY DROP!
But
McCloud lands on his feet! Jay turns around and gets blasted with a
standing
side kick from McCloud! He covers, 1............2...............KICKOUT!


JT: Yeah right. Like he could have won with that.

GP: McCloud now back in control a he picks Jay up and scoopslams him to
the
mat. McCloud stomps Jay a few times and brings him back to his feet.
McCloud nails Jay with a loud chop across the chest! Jay NO-SOLD it!
McCloud with another chop! Jay practically ignored it! McCloud bounces
off
the ropes and nails him with a running chop! Jay just shakes it off!
McCloud doesn't know what to do. LOW BLOW! Ouch!

JT: That cheater!

SBW: I don't believe the referee saw that, it should have been a DQ.

GP: Stinky, this is the IWO, nobody gets disqualified for a low blow.

SBW: Oh...

JT: Well McCloud shouldn't be allowed to do that. If you can't win fair
then...

GP: Gimme a break JT. Jay is doubled over in pain. Now McCloud grabs
Jay's
head and plants him with a DDT! The Pheonix picks Jay up and takes him
down
with a vertical suplex. Now McCloud's going up to the top ropes! He's
about
to jump off....NOO! Vincent just tripped him off of the turnbuckle with
his
massive PENIS!

SBW: That is sick! Just sick!

JT: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THat's great!

GP: Vincent tripped up The Pheonix and he crotched himself on the top
turnbuckle! Jay gets up and sees this! He's looking around. I think Jay

may be going for the Superbomb! He climbs up to the top with McCloud! Oh
my
God! He's not going for the Superbomb, he's HUMPING RANDALL MCCLOUD'S
HEAD!!!

JT: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Look at him hump away! HAHAHAHA!

SBW: That is nauseating! Chairman Dane will NOT be happy about this.

GP: Jay needs to stop with this head humping thing. It is getting out of

hand.....WAIT! McCloud ust grabbed Jay and nailed him with a SPINEBUSTER
OFF
THE TOP ROPE! McCloud covers and hooks the leg,
1.....................2....................THREEEEEEENO! Jay barely
kicked
out of that one!

SBW: That was a very good counter to that "hump move".

JT: It's not a move you schmuck, it's just supposed to embarass people.

GP: Well Randall McCloud certainly doesn't look embarrased. He's
pummeling
Jay with rights and lefts on the ground.

JT: That's because Jay embarrassed him.

GP: Well the Prep Kids did speak out against head humping and claimed
that
Psycho Jay is gay because of it.

SBW: The motion does seem rather gay.

GP: Now McCloud picks up Jay and drives his skull into the mat with a
piledriver! McCloud isn't done yet. He picks Jay up again and slaps him
in
a cross faced chicken wing!

JT: No fair!

SBW: That's completely legal. It's a move meant to hurt Psycho jay's
arm.

JT: No shit, but it's still not fair.

GP: Psycho Jay is struggling to get free, but McCloud seems to have the
hold
locked on. Jay falls down to one knee and McClooud is trying to bring him

down to the mat. Wait! Jay is back to his feet.

JT: Go Jay!

GP: The 6'8" Psycho Jay now has the smaller Pheonix clinging to his back.

Jay stumbles back and squashes McCloud into the turnbuckle! That must
have
sent the wind right out of McCloud's chest!

SBW: When a large man like Psycho Jay squashes you like that, the air
must
leave you quick.

GP: Jay now picks The Pheonix up on his shoulder. Jay runs and drives
McCloud down on his knee with a shoulder breaker! Now Jay grabs McCloud's

legs, he locks on FIGURE FOUR! McCloud's in pain!

JT: See! Jay's great, he's even a master of submission.

SBW: JT, I believe the figure five....um four is a realtively basic move.

JT: Yeah? And I believe you're a stupid piece of shit Slippery!

SBW: It's STIN....

JT: Shut your mouth Slipknot.

GP: They are a good band.

JT: Yeah right Parker like you ever heard any of their music you Barry
Manilow listening to fat bastard!

GP: That was uncalled for.

SBW: Settle down guys, we've got a match to call! Psycho Jay picks up
McCloud and does a side knee thing to him.

GP: A SIDE BACKBREAKER! Now Jay picks McCloud up again and sends him to
the
ropes. Jay lifts McCloud up in a GORILLA PRESS!!!! What power! Oh my
god!
JAY JUST DROPPED THE PHEONIX FACE FIRST ONTO HIS KNEE! That was like a 7
plus foot drop!

JT: That's it! It's over!

GP: Jay covers and hooks the leg,
1...............2....................THREEEEEEEENO! Oh my god! How the
hell
did Randall McCloud kick out of that!

JT: He didn't! That was a slow count. This ref better get his head out
of
McCloud's ass and make quicker counts!

SBW: It looked like a good count to me.

JT: And you look like a FUCKING SHIT FOR BRAINS! Keep your mouth shut!

SBW: More points for you on Dane's list.

GP: Jay can't believe McCloud kicked out of that move. Jay is now
blatantly
chocking The Pheonix! Jordan Howitt tries to enter the ring, but the ref
cuts him off! Psycho Jay lets go of McCloud and nails Howitt with a
running
forearm! Howitt went flying off the apron and hit the ground hard!

JT: That's what he gets for trying to interfere.

SBW: He wasn't interfereing, he was trying to help his partner who was
being
choked out.

JT: Bullshit, that wasn't a choke it was a perfectly legal headlock.

GP: JT, get real, Jay had both his hands wrapped around Randall McCloud's

throat.

JT: Like I said, perfectly legal.

GP: Now Jay is badmouthing Howitt on the outside. He turns around and
McCloud comes out of no where with a kick to the gut and a neckbreaker!
Jay's down! McCloud pulls him up by the hair and sends him to the ropes,
McCloud goes for a hurricanrana, BUT JAY CATCHES HIM! JAY HAS MCCLOUD UP
WITH NO PLACE TO GO! HE'S GONNA POWERBOMB HIM.....NO! MCCLOUD REVERSED
THE
POWERBOMB INTO A FACEBUSTER! He covers,
1...................2...............................SHOULDER UP! Jay
barely
got that right shoulder up there.

JT: Barely? He kicked out at one!

SBW: Looked like two to....

JT: Die!

GP: Now McCloud is heading up top! He may be going for his finisher the
Senton Bomb Elbow Drop. No, Jay is on his feet. McCloud leaps off the
top
ropes with a MISSLE DROPKICK BUT JAY SIDESTEPS IT AND MCCLOUD GOES
CRASHING
TO THE MAT!

JT: See, Jay's bigger AND quicker than him.

SBW: Well it's kind of hard to stop yourself once you jump off those
ropes.

JT: I guess the dumbass shouldn't have jumped then.

GP: Hold on now Psycho Jay is heading to the top ropes! McCloud is
slowly
getting to his feet and JAY FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPES WITH A MISSLE DROPKICK
OF
HIS OWN THAT CONNECTS! Jesus Christ he almost sent McCloud out of the
ring
with that.

JT: Look at Jay's agility! That's why he's the man! And the next World
Champion.

SBW: I think that Zombie will win the title.

JT: I think you should go give an elderly man head, Scabby.

SBW: It's STINKY!

GP: Jay pulls McCloud to his feet, lifts him up and plants him with a
flapjack! Jay covers, 1.................2.....................KICKOUT!
McCloud still has some fight left in him!

SBW: He does, but I think it's running out. McCloud is slow getting to
his
feet.

JT: Don't let him get up Jay!

GP: Psycho Jay grabs McCloud by the hair and tosses him out of the ring.

Jay is following! Right now Vincent and Jordan Howitt are keeping away
from
the action.

JT: Howitt better stay away.

SBW: What about that non-F.U.C.K.er Vincent?

(Vincent heard the comment from Stinky and comes charging over to the
table!)

Vincent: FUCKING WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU MOTHER FUCKING SAY FUCKING SLOPPY
BLOWJOB JIZZINMYCHEEKS MOTHER FUCKING TWAT?

SBW: Ummmm, I said you do not F.U.C.K. well.

Vincent: FUCKING WHAT? FUCKING WHY DON'T YOU MOTHER FUCKING ASK YOUR
SKANK
ASS FUCKING HOBAG MOTHER HOW THE FUCK VINCENT CAN FUCKING FUCK? SHE
FUCKING
HAD VINCENT'S FUCKING MASSIVE DICK UP HER FUCKING AND VINCENT FUCKING CAME

ALL OVER HER FUCKING BEAT ASS UGLY FACE! FUCKING VINCENT ONLY FUCKED HER
CAUSE SHE FUCKING PAID HIM MOTHER FUCKING LOTS OF CASH SO FUCKING ASK THAT

FUCKING COCKWHORE HOW FUCKING WELL VINCENT FUCKING FUCKS YOU FUCK!

GP: Dear god!

JT: Ahhh!

(With that Vincent whips out his enormous penis and begins slapping Stinky
B.
Wizzlecheeks across the face with it! Stinky falls to the ground and
starts
crawling away, but Vincent continues the beating by whipping Stinky on the

back with his penis! Vincent then sees Psycho Jay being double teamed on
the
other side of the ring, puts his penis back, grabs a chair and runs over.)

GP: THat was horrible! Now the Prep Kids are working Psycho Jay over,
but
Vincent is on his way with a chair! Vincent comes flying around the
corner,
but gets the chair double kicked right into his face by both Prep Kids!
Now
they pick Jay up and DOUBLE POWERBOMB HIM ONTO THE CHAIR! They're picking
up
Vincent now! DOUBLE POWERBOMB ONTO JAY AND THE CHAIR! The ref is
counting
Jay and McCloud out. McCloud and Howitt roll Jay back in the ring and
Randall follows.

JT: No!

GP: McCloud covers Jay and hooks the leg,
1........................2...........................THREEEEEEEEEEEENO!!!

Somehow Psycho Jay barely kicked out!

JT: Yes!

GP: I'll bet your happy.

JT: I am about Jay kicking out, but more because Scummy's on the floor
spitting up blood! BLOOOOOD! HAHAHA!

GP: That's wrong! Now McCloud pulls Jay up and sends him flying with a
butterfly suplex! McCloud is calling for it now! He climbs the ropes and
is
about to connect with one half of the AMERICAN DREAM! McCloud leaps off
the
ropes and flips....NOBODY HOME! PSYCHO JAY ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY IN THE
NICK
OF TIME! MCCLOUD HIT THE MAT HARD THAT TIME, IT LOOKED LIKE HE TOOK MOST
OF
IT ON THE NECK AND SHOULDER!

JT: Good! That's what he gets for trying so many risky moves.

GP: JT! He could be seriously injured!

JT: Well if he wasn't after that, he will be now! Jay's going for the
Superbomb!

GP: Psycho Jay is setting McCloud up on the top ropes! This does not
look
good folks! Jay is now pointing to the outside of the ring!

JT: What the hell is Vincent doing?

GP: Vincent is arguing with the guys at the Jewish announcers table!
He's
telling them that...well I don't wanna repeat it.

Vincent: FUCKING DRADLE'S SUCK VINCENT'S FUCKING BIG ASS
FUCKING
COCK!

JT: Damn, that's harsh!

GP: Vincent could be in trouble with the board after this.

JT: No, the board is backing Jay now!

GP: Just John is JT, Jamie may be angry. And Chairman Dane could be too.

Psycho Jay has McCloud set up and OH MY GOD! PSYCHO JAY JUST SUPERBOMBED
MCCLOUD TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING RIGHT THROUGH THE JEWISH ANNOUNCE
TABLE!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD! IWO, IWO, IWO! ANF VINCENT SPIKED IT!
MCCLOUD
HAS TO BE DEAD!

JT: HAHAHAHA! THat was awesome! MCCLOUD LANDED RIGHT ON HIS HEAD! HE'S

BUSTED OPEN! I LOVE BLOOD!

GP: THis is insane! The Jewish announcers are hurt bad!

JT: Yarmulkes went flying everywhere!!! Now Jay rolls McCloud back into
the
ring! Howitt just snuck Vincent from behind! They're brawling on the
outside! Jay covers McCloud!
1..........................2..........................THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

HE GOT HIM! PSYCHO JAY TAKES THE WIN IN THIS AMAZING MATCH!

JT: I told you! Jay's the man!

GP: I have to agree this was an impressive showing for Jay as well as
McCloud! Vincent and Howitt are still fighting on the outside! OH GREAT

HERE COME THE USUAL SUSPECTS! CHRIS DAVIDSON, JACOB GRYN, AND ROB
KESTLER!
SOMEBODY STOP THIS!

JT: Hey! Jacob Gryn's got that flamethrower of his called Benedict!

GP: THE USUAL SUSPECTS ARE NOW PUTTING A GANG BEATING ON THE PREP KIDS!
KESTLER LIFTS OF HOWITT AND DAVIDSON NAILS HIM WITH THE SEVEN SECOND
DELAY(diamond cutter off top rope) OFF KESTLER'S SHOULDERS ONTO THE
CONCRETE
FLOOR! MCCLOUD IS UP AND HE DOESA SUICIDE DIVE FROM INSIDE THE RING ONTO
THE
USUAL SUSPECTS! KESTLER AND GRYN GO DOWN, BUT THE NUMBERS ARE TOO GREAT!


JT: OH NO! HAHAHAHA!

GP: OH NO IS RIGHT! VINCENT JUST BLINDSIDED MCCLOUD WITH HIS PENIS!
MCCLOUD IS DOWN NOW AND KESTLER PLANTS HIM WITH THE CALL FROM
BEYOND(double
underhook piledriver)! NOW GRYN PICKS UP HOWITT AND NAILS HIM WITH THE
BRANCH DIVIDIEN OFF THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!

JT: YES! JAY IS HUMPING RANDALL MCCLOUD'S HEAD! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

GP: Now he's humping Howitt's head as well! DEAR GOD NO! JACOB GRYN
JUST
FIRED UP THAT FLAMETHROWER OF HIS!

JT: BENEDICT IS ALIVE!

GP: THANK GOD HERE COMES SECURITY! THEY'RE ABLE TO SEPERATE THE USUAL
SUSPECTS AND PREP KIDS BEFORE ANY MORE DAMAGE CAN BE DONE! NOW WHAT THE
HELL? VINCENT IS GRABBING A MIC.

Vincent: AND YOUR MOTHER FUCKING BITCH ASS FUCKING WINNER IS NONE FUCKING

OTHER THAN MOTHER FUCKING MOTHER FUCKER PSYCHO JAY!

GP: He still thinks he's the ring announcer!

JT: Well he did take over for this match.

GP: True. Well folks all of this havoc is finally cleared out, but the
Usual Suspects are still taking a while to leave. I think we've got some
action in the back.......

::Scene cuts to the back....Chairman Dane is being pulled down the hall by

John.::

John:God your penis is small...

C.Dane:I can't believe your total lack of morals John!

John:Yeah your mom said the same thing.

::JAx Stone runs out of no where and attacks John. He has a F.U.C.K
T-shirt
on and is stomping John. Suddenly Zombie runs up and him and Jax start to

brawl in the back. Zombie finally picks up a monkey wrench and smacks
Stone
in the face with it. Stone falls to the ground as Zombie begins to laugh.

John and Zombie walk off as they drag Dane behind.::

::Commercial Break::

Guess what people? Yes I didn't get this one either...this time the
writer
was supposed to be JdGaF01@aol.com. If you feel the desire please
inform him
of your disgust. But I feel this match does deserve something so here
we
go....

All wrestlers are in the ring. Split One does a spin kick that knocks
out
Creeping Death...cover 1,2,3! Split One stands up and Sam Potright
nails him
with a hurricaranna into a cover 1,2,3! Potright turns around and Fenix
drops
him with a DDT 1,2,3.

Winner:Fenix

This match was not wrote either....however I was given and excuse for
this
one I believe so I will not say who's fault it was. If I receive the
match I
will send it out. However the winners of this one would be Jacob Gryn
and
Chris Davidson the new I/C tag champs. Congratulations on winning
these
obvious prestigious belts.

The Extreme Dream Match
Extreme Championship
The Rageing One vs. Ashton Cain
Falls count anywhere, No DQ, to win you must make your
opponent say "I'm a pussy", and no one can interfere.
These two met one other time and had quite a war.
This one should be nothing short of that one.
Anything and everything will happen..

GP: The Extreme Dream is about to take place before
our very eyes!!

JT: You better believe it! There's going to be so much
blood, gore, and awesome destruction in this match! I
can hardly wait!

SBW: This kind of crap does NOT help our ratings. I
don't understand why Chairman Dane always gives in to
those BARBARIANS who demand these matches!

JT: You'll never understand Stinky, and it's because
you aren't cool, nor are you straight.

SBW: What are you trying to insinuate?

GP: He's trying to say that you are a homosex-

JT: You're a faggot, Sparky.

GP: You enjoy sex with males.

SBW: THAT IS NOT TRUE! WILL YOU BOTH PLEASE STOP WITH
THESE ALLEGATIONS!?! I HAVE A WIFE AND CHILDREN!

JT: Cover up.

SBW: Pardon me?

GP: *sigh* let's just get to the match.

Ring Announcer: The following Extreme Dream match is
scheduled for one fall, and is for the IWO Extreme
Championship belt!

::"Keep Away" by Godsmack begins to play.::

Ring Annoucer: Introducing first.. The champion...
from Mt. Laurel, NJ.. weighing in at 245 pounds... he
is the weilder of the Hammer of God.. accompanied to
the ring by Flame and Winky.. HERE IS THE RAGING ONE!

::TRO comes down to heel heat from the fans.::

Ring Announcer: And his opponent..

::"War Nerve" starts to play. The fans are on their
feet.::

Ring Announcer: THE CHALLENGER... FROM CHICAGO, IL....
WEIGHING IN AT 285 POUNDS... BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE
RING BY THE WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION... THE FORMER
IWO HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... HERE IS ASHTON CAIN!!!!

::Cain and WMD come out to a HUGE pop from the fans.
They get in the ring and strike poses before the
match.::

GP: This is going to be a SENSATIONAL match!

JT: A gory, action packed WAR!

SBW: I'm just going to cover my eyes....

JT: Shut up, bitch.

GP: The bell sounds and WMD is giving Cain a hand,
they starting beating TRO down! Jordan Howitt picks
TRO up.. SPINEBUSTER SLAM! G-Dogg goes off the top
with a GULLIOTINE LEGDROP! Randal McCloud is also
upstairs.. 9021elb0!! Now G-Dogg pulls TRO up and
takes him uptop.. TPK have grabbed some tables, they
stack them in the ring... G-Dogg has TRO...
DOGGINATOR! THROUGH THE TABLES! This one is over
already! Now The Weapons of Mass Destruction are
getting out of the ring as Ashton Cain pulls TRO up..

JT: Why doesn't he just cover him?

GP: I guess Cain wants the sensation of winning it
himself. Baba chop by the challenger across the chest
of The Raging One, and now Cain delivers a drop kick
to the face of The Raging One, sending him staggering
into the corner. Ashton Cain starts beating The Raging
One down into the turnbuckle and now he goes outside
and pulls a table from beneath the ring. Cain places
the table in the ring and puts TRO up top.. he's going
for a superplex!! BUT NO! TRO PUSHES CAIN OFF THE
TURNBUCKLE, and SENDS HIM CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE!
NOW TRO COMES OFF THE TOP, BODY SPLASH!!!

JT: My my how the tides have turned. what's the matter
Skanky, don't you have some comments to make.

SBW: I shudder to think about how this segment is
doing in the ratings.. we're probably getting beat by
WC-

GP: DON'T SAY IT SPARKY!

JT: You little fag.

GP: Now both TRO and Cain are down in the ring... TRO
is getting to his feet, using the ropes to pull
himself up. Cain is standing too, and he grabs a piece
of the broken table.. TRO turns around and gets A SHOT
WITH THE JAGGED EDGE! RIGHT TO THE FACE!

JT: YES! HE'S BLEEDING!

SBW: Cover your eyes, little children.. THIS IS A
FAMILY SHOW FOR GODS SAKE!

GP: Cain smashes the table over the head of the
Extreme Champion! Now a vertical suplex by Ashton!
Cain is in total control of this matchup right now.
Cain pulls TRO back to his feet and tosses him to the
outside, where Randal McCloud begins issuing a beat
down. Cain climbs to the top as McCloud drops TRO to
the ground.. NOW CAIN WITH A FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH OFF
THE TOP ROPE!!

JT: HOLY SHIT!

SBW: AAHHHH!!

GP: Now Cain pick up the bloody Raging One and tosses
him over the guardrail into the crowd.. Cain stands
ontop of the guardrail and hits an ax handle smash of
TRO, sending the champion to the ground. Now Ashton
grabs a chair from underneath a fan and wraps it
aroudn The Raging One's head!

JT: It looks to me like TRO has had enough.. that's a
shame.

SBW: You think this will be over soon JT?

GP: Cain pulls TRO back towards the ring and throws
him inside.. now Ashton Cain with a slingshot splash
from the ring apron! The cover! 1...2...kick out!
Apparently, TRO still has SOMETHING left in the tank.

JT: YES! Raging One is up!

SBW: Please let it end soon..

GP: TRO grabs Cain by the hair and tosses him face
first into the turnbuckle! Cain staggers backwards and
TRO nails him with a chin crusher! TRO starts kicking
Cain in the stomach, now a DDT by the champion! Wow!
What a come back here being mounted by The Raging One,
he's trying hard to hold on to his belt!

JT: Good, this match really wasn't that intense
before... let's hope TRO can spice it up a little bit.

GP: Raging One hits Cain with a snap suplex and now
they're brawling out into the crowd, towards the back.
TRO tosses Ashton Cain into a hot dog stand and now
squirts mustard in his eyes!

JT: Ohh, this IS extreme.

GP: Cain can't see, and he staggers right into the
waiting arms of The Raging One, who BREAKS THE HOT DOG
STAND IN HALF WITH A SAMBO SUPLEX ON CAIN! THE COVER!
1....2....kick out!!

JT: WOW!

SBW: Oh no.. oh no!

GP: Cain is rolling around admist the debris, and TRO
grabs a full box of drink cups.. he smashes it over
the head of Ashton Cain, and now tosses him into the
wall! Cain is staggering about and TRO nails him with
a Tazzplex onto the concrete! That's GOTTA BE IT!

SBW: I hope so!

GP: The cover by TRO! 1.....2....

JT: YES!

GP: Kick out!! Cain kicks out!

JT: HOW? WHAT?

GP: Cain is getting to his feet, but TRO slows him
down with a DDT to the concrete! Cain's head is busted
wide open! My god! TRO starts stomping on the head of
the challenger! Cain is hurt bad here fans, I don't
know how much more of TRO's abuse can be substained!

JT: Maybe he'll die.. wouldn't that be cool?

GP: I don't think it would be 'cool' at all JT! Cain
is pulled up by TRO, and they're brawling back to the
boiler room! This doesn't look good at all for the
challenger, TRO tosses him into the boiler room now
and grabs broomstick.. Cain turns around AND GETS THE
BROOMSTICK RIGHT IN THE FACE! CAIN STAGGERS
BACKWARDS... HE BUSTS THROUGH THE GUARDRAIL! HE'S
FALLEN OFF TO THE BOILER ROOM FLOOR! CAIN IS BROKEN IN
HALF FOLKS! MY GOD!

SBW: Oh dear lord...I don't belive we're televising
this..

JT: Hey guys... what's TRO doing?

GP: TRO IS STANDING ON THE BALCONY EDGE... SHOOTING
STAR PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FIFTEEN FEET DOWN.. MY GOD
ASHTON CAIN HAS MOVED!! TRO SMACKS DOWN FACE FIRST ON
THE CONCRETE FLOOR! MY GOD! MY GOD! TRO ISN'T
RESPONDING! I DON'T BELIVE THIS! THIS IS CRAZY!

JT: HOLY F*CKING SH*T!! JESUS!

SBW: THIS IS AWFUL!!

GP: CAIN IS STANDING UP... BUT MY GOD SO IS THE RAGING
ONE! THIS IS A WAR FOLKS, AN ABSOLUTE WAR! CAIN TOSSES
TRO INTO THE BURNING FURNACE!! TRO'S FACE IS BADLY
BURNED! NOW CAIN WITH A ROLL UP!!
1.......2........3NO!!!

JT: YES!!!

GP: TRO KICKED OUT! TRO KICKED OUT! THIS MAN HAS
FALLEN ONTO HIS FACE FROM FIFTEEN FEET AND HAD HIS
EYEBALLS RUBBED AGAINST HOT STEEL, BUT HE STILL
MANAGES TO CONTINUE! CAIN GRABS A BUCKET OF NAILS....
HE THROWS THEM INTO THE FACE OF THE RAGING ONE!!

SBW: Lord, cut the feed! This is INSANITY! THIS IS NOT
ECW! WE DON'T DO THIS STUFF IN THE IWO!

GP: WE DO NOW, SKUNKY! CAIN WITH A FLIPPING DROPKICK
ON TRO! THE COVER! 1........

2...........

...................kick out!!!!!!!

GP: TRO IS STILL GOING!

JT: JUST LIKE THE ENERGIZER BUNNY!! TRO WON'T QUIT!

GP: Ashton Cain is stopping to breath. He walks over
to a table with a stack of BOARDS WITH NAILS POUNDED
THROUGH THEM... HE GRABS THE BOARDS... HE BASHES ONE
OVER THE BLOODY HEAD OF THE RAGING ONE! NOW HE PUTS
THE REST OF THE BOARDS ON THE GROUND... HE IS PULLING
TRO BACK UP TO THE BALCONY........ WHAT THE F*CK IS
CAIN GOING TO DO?

SBW: CUT THE FEED! GO TO COMMERCIAL! GO TO
COMMERCIAL!!!

GP: CAIN HAS TRO UP....... CAIN DIVES OFF THE
BALCONY.. HE JUST POWERSLAMED TRO ONTO A BED ON NAILS
FROM FIFTEEN FEET UP!!!!!! THE COVER!!!! 1.........

2......................

3..........................!!!

GP: NOW, CAIN HAS A MIC... HE JUST NEEEDS TO HERE TRO
SAY "I'm A Pussy" to be declared the winner... and new
IWO Extreme Champion!! WILL TRO SAY IT??

::Cain holds the mic in front of TRO's face.::

TRO:
I'm............a.........puss....puss...........F*CK
YOU ASHTON CAIN! I WON'T SAY IT!

::Cain bashes TRO over the head with mic::

TRO: I'm no pussy!!

GP: TRO still won't say it! Cain pulls him up! Cain
starts beating TRO about the head and face.. TRO is a
bloody, punctured mess but he STILL WON'T QUIT! NOW
TRO IS BATTLING BACK! HE BLOCKS THE SHOT FROM CAIN!
NOW TRO NAILS ASHTON CAIN IN THE FACE WITH A RIGHT
HAND... ANOTHER RIGHT! CAIN FALLS ONTO THE BED OF
NAILS! TRO STOMPS ON CAIN'S CHEST!! TRO IS OUT OF
CONTROL HERE FOLKS!

SBW: I CAN'T WATCH ANYMORE OF THIS UNCENSORED
VIOLENCE! THIS IS DISGUSTING!

JT: What a match!! WHAT.....A.....MATCH!!

GP: TRO PULLS CAIN TO HIS FEET, AND TOSSES HIM INTO A
WHEELBARROW!! WOW! RAGING ONE THROWS CAIN OUT THE
EMERGENCY EXIT!! THEY'RE TAKING THIS ONE TO THE
STREETS FOLKS! CHRIST!! TRO DRAGS CAIN OUT ONTO THE
SIDEWALK AND STARTS BASHING HIS FACE REPEATEDLY INTO A
STOP SIGN, AND THEN DROP TOE HOLDS HIM ONTO A FIRE
HYDRANT!! CAIN JUST LOST A TOOTH!!! NOW TRO IS
DRAGGING CAIN TOWARDS THE PARKING LOT!! HE TOSSES THE
CHALLENGER INTO A CAR!! THE DOOR IS DENTED!

JT: THIS IS THE MOST HARDCORE THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!!

GP: TRO PULLS CAIN UP ONTO THE ROOF OF THE CAR...
TOMBSTONE!! THE ROOF IS DENTED BY CAIN'S BLOODY HEAD!!
NOW TRO SMASHES CAIN'S FACE THROUGH THE WINDSHEILD!

SBW: I'm going to cover my eyes..

JT: LOOK AT ALL THE BLOOD, SCUMY!! LOOK AT IT!!

SBW: NOOOOOOOOOOOoooOOOOoooOOO!!

GP: THE FACE OF ASHTON CAIN IS CUT ALL OVER!! TRO
THROWS CAIN UNDERNEATH THE WHEELS OF THE CAR, AND NOW
HE GETS IN AND STARTS THE IGNITION!!

SBW: MY GOD! THE IWO IS GOING TO BROADCAST A MURDER!!
ON THE AIR!!

GP: TRO IS BACKING UP! ASHTON CAIN IS ROLLING OUT OF
THE WAY, BUT CAN HE MOVE FAST ENOUGH???? YES! ASHTON
CAIN BARELY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY OF THE CAR, BUT TRO
OPENS THE DOOR INTO CAIN AS HE STANDS UP! THIS IS
INCREDIBLE!!

JT: What ACTION!

GP: CAIN IS GETTING UP... HE BACK BODY TOSSES TRO ONTO
THE CONCRETE! NOW CAIN IS BACK IN THE DRIVERS SEAT!!
LITERALLY, NOW HE'S TRYING TO RUN OVER TRO! BUT TRO
SLIPS UNDER THE CAR AND BY SOME SORT OF MIRACLE, HE
AVOIDS THE TIRES!!

SBW: WHY MUST THIS HAPPEN?

JT: RATINGS, STINKY!

SBW: NOBODY IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WATCH THIS!!!!

GP: THE FANS IN THE ARENA ARE SHOWING THEIR
APPREACATION! THEY ARE ALL CHANTING FOR ASHTON CAIN!
CAIN GRABS TRO... HANGING POWERSLAM ONTO THE REMAINS
OF THAT CAR! THE COVER!! 1.....2......

JT: KICK OUT!!!

GP: CAIN DRIVES A RIGHT HAND INTO THE HEAD OF THE
CHAMPION! NOW A KICK TO THE STOMACH.... FALLAWAY
SUPLEX, ONTO THE FLATTENED CAR! TRO IS A BLOODY MESS!
WILL HE SAY HE IS A PUSSY?

::TRO shakes his head as Cain waves the microphone
around in his face.::

TRO: YOU'RE THE PUSSY!!

JT: That's right Raging One! You tell him!

GP: Cain pulls TRO up and heads towards the street...
MY GOD! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THERE IS A BUS COMING
DOWN THE ROAD.... CAIN IRISH WHIPS.. NO!! REVERSED BY
TRO! CAIN IS TOSSED OUT IN FRON OF THE BUS! HE GETS
SMOKED!!!!!! JESUS!!!

JT: HE'S DEAD! HE'S GOTTA BE!

SBW: I DON'T BELIVE THIS! HAVE WE GONE TO COMMERCIAL??

GP: NO! NOW TRO WALKS OVER TO CAIN AND HOLDS THE MIC
TO HIS FACE!!

::TRO holds the mic in cain's face.::

Ashton
Cain:...*cough,cough*FREEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

TRO:.....BITCH THIS AIN'T BRAVEHEART!

GP:Oh my god TRO's got a knife and is now craveing Cain's head with it!

::A pack of Mexican Freedom Fighters run out of nowhere and attack TRO
beating him down with Tacos. Suddenly a large 300 pound woman sits on
TRO's
face!::

Cain:SAY IT! NOW OR THOSE JUICES WILL MELT YOUR FACE
OFF!

TRO:GETHERPUSSYOFFMYFACE!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMIMAPUSAY!MMMMMMMMMM!GETEROOOOF!

Cain:alright Lupita get off em'

::TRO is struggleing to breath.::

GP:CAIN'S DONE IT! CAIN'S DONE IT! CAIN WINS THE EXTREME TITLE!

::Commercial Break::

Odd Couples Clash
Trent McFarlane and Dane Wilt vs. Tony Davis and Michael Dudley


GP: This next match on the card tonight looks to be an interesting one
for
sure ladies and gentlemen as we have Trent McFarlane, the protege of
Phelen
Kell, tag teaming with Phelen Kells arch nemesis Dane Wilt....they'll
be
taking on the other odd couple of Tony Davis and Michael Dudley. Guys
how do
you see this one turning out?

JT: I'm gonna go with Dane...Wilt is gonna take all three of them and
rip
them apart, because they all suck ass! Thats my story and I"m stickin
to it!

SBW: Ugh....always with the stupidness....always.

JT: I'm not stupid. I just don't like this match. So I'm hoping that
Dane
beats the shit out of all of them. Is that such a bad thing?

SBW: When you use swear words to talk about it it is.

JT: Shut the fuck up you jackass. I'll bite your face off with my
teeth.

SBW: So violent. Maybe Chairman Da-

JT: BLAH BLAH FUCKING BLAH Chairman Dane this, Chairman Dane that!
Noone
really gives a fuck about.....F.U.C.K. stinky. If I wanna curse...I'm
gonna
curse. Understand? Its that simple! FUCK SHIT ASS CUNT WHORE BITCH SLUT
ASS
TWAT MOTHERFUCKER COCKSUCKER SHIT DICKFACE ANAL FUCKING DICK SMOKING
MOTHER
FU-

**THWACK!**

::We see JT fall backwards off of his chair as a full cup of soda hits
him
straight between the eyes. The camera pans down and see's a security
guard
wearing a F.U.C.K. T-shirt walking away. Stinky smiles.::

SBW: Hehe...Chairman Dane always wins.

GP:.......riiiiiiiight......anyway folks.....lets take you down to
ringside
where the match is about to begin.

::Ringside.::

**DING DING DING**

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen....this next match is scheduled for one
fall,
with a thirty minute time limit. This bout has been labeled "The Odd
Couple
Match"...and now...introducing first.....he hails from Boston
Massachusetts.
Standing at six feet two, two hundred and thirty pounds, he is the self

proclaimed "Trend Setter"....here is TRENT MCFARLANE!!!!

::"Dropping Anchor" by Jimmies Chicken Shack begins to play as Trent
McFarlane walks down to the ring and steps inside.::

Announcer: Introducing next...coming straight out of Hollywood
California,
standing at five feet eleven....and two hundred and thirty
pounds.....he is
"The Super Heel"...he is "Genetic Perfection" he is.....DAAAAAANE
WIIIIIIIIIILT!

::"All Right (Oh Yeah)" by Local H begins to play as Dane Wilt walks
out to
the ring.::

Announcer: And their opponents......

::"Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)" by The Offspring begins to play as
Michael
Dudley walks to the ring.::

Announcer: From Beverly Hills California....standing six foot
one.....weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds...lead to
the ring
by the lovely Caren Dudley....MICHAELLLLLLLL DUDLEY!

::Dudley walks down into the ring and looks at Dane and Trent.::

Announcer: And his partner...last but not least...he comes from the bad
lands
of Mt. Laurel New Jersey...he stands at six feet two inches tall...and
weighs
two hundred and thirty seven pounds.....TOOOOOOONY DAAAAAAVIIIIS!

::"Degenerate" by Blink 182 plays as Tony Davis runs into the ring.::

GP: It looks like this one is starting right off of the bat folks.
We've got
the two teams charging at eachother! AND...and.....what in the hell?

SBW: Why'd they stop?

JT: Huh?

GP: THEY'RE GREETING EACHOTHER!?!?!?!?!?! Whats going on!?!?!

JT: Oh this could get interesting for sure!

SBW: I'm...confused.

GP: Wait a minute! Coming running down to the ring from the back! Its
Phelen
Kell and Harlequin! They're jumping into the ring! The fansa re going
nuts!
Kell goes straight for McFarlane! He's hugging McFarlane! Harlequin is
standing in the corner laughing! What the fu-

SBW: Don't say it.

JT: FUCK! HA!

SBW: Ugh!

GP: Davis is climbing out of the ring and grabbing a microphone. He is
throwing it into the ring to Dane Wilt. Lets listen in...

::In ring.::

Dane: Well looky what we've got here....isn't this interesting...all of
these
guys in the ring here....together? Phelen Kell and Dane
Wilt....together?
Tony Davis and Dane Wilt....together? Phelen Kell and Michael
Dudley....together? Harlequin.......uh...yeah. The point is..we are
together.
And we have our reasons.

::Dane hands the microphone off to Tony Davis.::

Davis: Alot of you are probably wondering...."what in the hell is going
on
here?" Am I right? Well here is what is going on...this is no Billion
Dollar
Promotion....the Billion Dollar Promotion was all about the
Benjamins....and
they were all about ruining Phelen Kell...and about making everyone
hate
them...just for the fun of it...Michael?

::Dudley takes the microphone.::

Michael: Well this is NO DIFFERENT! HAHAHA! Well...minus the whole
Phelen
Kell thing anyway. We're here for money...we're here to make everyone
hate
us...because its FUN. And most importantly of all....we're just gonna
reak as
much fucking havoc as possible! HAHA!

::Trent McFarlane takes the microphone. He smiles.::

Trent: Dane came to me after I recieved my IWO contract looking to make

something happen. Seems the Billion Dollar Promotion was coming to an
end.
And he asked me to help him get something going...something that could
have
the power to drive the IWO mad. And we've done it. We're a
collective...no
leaders...no heads....just an anarchy driven alliance...this is gonna
be
great.

::Phelen rips the microphone out of Trents hand.::

Phelen: I've got just one thing to say....Wilt...I am not
here...because I
like you...I'm here...because Trent is here....and thats that....I
don't mean
to...reign on your little parade here....but it had to be said...Dane
you do
anything that pisses me off and your ass is grass.

::Dane takes the stick back.::

Dane: Geez chill out. And don't throw your back out while your at it.
Look
ladies and gents....we're the new posse here in the IWO. Its "Genetic
Perfection" Dane Wilt, "Trend Setter" Trent McFarlane, Tony Davis,
Michael
Dudley, "The Legend" Phelen Kell, Harlequin, and of course the lovely
Caren
Dudley...we're the corrosive factor thats gonna wear the IWO away to
nothing.
Just call us Corrosion of Conformity. We'll be seeing you soon.

::No music plays as the fans begin to boo and throw things into the
ring. The
seven people walk off.::

GP: .....wha.....what an announcement...this can't be a good thing.

SBW: This is gonna be bad for ratings. these guys are gonna
curse...they're
gonna be violent...they'll talk about sex...thats bad for business!

JT: HAHA! I love it!

GP: Well, here it comes! The main event of the night!

SBW: YUP! We're going to get to see the domination THAT IS F.U.C.K!

JT: Man, why do you constantly side with Chairman Dane? I mean, what
has it
gained you?

SBW: Well, I'm not on his Christmas card list, which is FAR more than
you'll
ever have from him.

JT: Man, I don't want to be on his Christmas card list!

SBW: Sure. You say that now, but when we go back after the show is
over,
you'll start sobbing because you don't get to see a picture of Chairman
Dane
and his dog.

JT: Let me tell you this Skanky. The less I see Dane, the better!

SBW: STINKEY! NOT SKANKY! NOT SKUNKY! STINKEY!

JT: Sorry Shmucky.

SBW: AHHHHHHHHHHH!

GP: You really should calm down. You'll live longer.

SBW: Well, if SOME people would get my name correctly, I wouldn't have
to
risk a heart attack.

JT: Hey, I wouldn't let your insurance company hear about that. They'll
raise
you rates sky high,.

SBW: Well, that doesn't matter. I'm a member of an HMO.

JT: Figures.

GP: I personally saw that one coming. Well fans, this match will put
F.U.C.K
member Jax Stone against IWO legend Zombie. Should truly make for a
good
match.

SBW: Good match? HA! How many times do I have to go over this with you
guys?
F.U.C.K rules! We're about making wrestling better again, and it all is
going
to start with the potty mouth, Zombo the Great.

GP: Zombie if you would.

JT: You better not let him hear you call him Zombo.

SBW: HA! HE CAN'T TOUCH ME! CHAIRMAN DANE WILL PROTECT ME FROM ALL
HARM!

GP: Well, here we go! Jax Stone and Zombie have started this thing on
the
entrance way already! You can really see the hate that these two men
have for
each other!

SBW: Well, it has no bearing. Jax will win. It is understood.

JT: Is that Dane told you to say?

SBW: And what if it was?

JT: Nothing. Sell out.

SBW: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!

JT: COME ON! YOU'RE SAYING EXACTLY WHAT DANE TELLS YOU TO! YOU'RE
RUINING THE
BROADCAST PROFESSION!

SBW: HEY! I'M ON THE CHRISTMAS CARD LIST, SO LAY OFF!

GP: Jax now sets up Zombie.....DDT onto entrance ramp!

SBW: GO JAX! WHAT A F.U.C.KER!

JT: Jax Stone now pulls up Zombie and puts him into the ring. He's got
to
keep it in the ring. Outside the ring, Zombie has the advantage.

GP: Jax grabs Zombie.....belly to-belly suplex!

JT: JAX COVERS!

1.....2....NO!

SBW: SLOW COUNT! F.U.C.K SHOULD HAVE WON BIG TIME!

JT:.....You're an idiot.

GP: Jax now throws Zombie into the ropes....Zombie
reverses......POWERSLAM TO
STONE!

(The fans pop.)

SBW: WHY ARE THESES PEOPLE CHEERING!?! STONE IS DOWN! THIS IS BAD!

JT: Well, maybe we ALL aren't as into F.U.C.K as you are.

SBW: NOT A POSSIBILITY!

GP: Zombie now sets up Stone....POWERBOMB! ZOMBIE HOLDS FOR A COVER!

1......2.....NO!

SBW: THAT WAS FAST! ONE COUNT! ONE COUNT!

GP: Stinkey, even if it was a one count, he still doesn't get any
closer to a
win.

SBW: It gives me a moral win. That is what F.U.C.King is all about.
Morals.

JT: Yeah. When I think F.U.C.K, the first thing that comes to mind is
morals.

GP: Zombie now sets up Stone....ZOMBIEPLEX! ZOMBIEPLEX! STONE IS OUT!

1.......2......3!

GP:THAT'S IT! IT'S OVER!

SBW:OH F.U.C.K!

::John enters the ring as Stone and Smythe walk to the back pissed.::

John:Ladies and gentlemen tonight you witnessed my wraith...I tore a
F.U.C.K
show apart...Chairman Dane's small pee wee was seen...and most
importantly
Jax Stone was put in his place! So fans tune in Monday...and further
observe
Chairman Dane's public humiliation!

::Scene fades::