[WWA] One Night Only PPV Pt3

[wallie desruisseaux]

(The jumbotron fades in as lightning wreathes the sky,
exploding with brilliant bursts of white and the world
fills with the crash of thunder. A hard rain pours.
But with each clap of thunder and white burst of
lightning comes other images, images of barbarians
charging the walls of the Rome. Images of bodies
sailing through the night sky, Native Americans waging
ghostly warfare against French soldiers. The burst and
brimstone flash of Cival war muskets interweaves with
the thunderclaps. Japanese fighter plans bombing Pearl
Harbor, US troops storming the beach on D-Day. It is
war. It's a war in heaven. A war of ghosts. The camera
turns away from the ghostly scene to the turrets of a
Castle on the Hawaian moors. The ancient castle's
walls stand up to the assault from heaven, the howling
winds, the pouring rain. And atop the castle walls
stands one woman, who, despite her ancestry, despite
her unknown history amongst WWA fans, her presence
gives off the aura that she simple knows and
understands this surreal, supernatural war better than
anyone else in the world. This young woman, seemingly
of 18-24 years, is the same one who was searching for
Bedrock at MNL only a few weeks ago. She's dressed in
a simple black gown. Her long waist length black hair
streaked with white, tosses about and gets
tangled by the winds. She has pale blue eyes that are
shadowed in black, her lipstick black as well. Her
face is the palest white almost pastey. She stares up
into the heavens, rain pouring down her face, soaking
her black gown cuasing it to stick to her body
provided a first hand view of what her figure looks
like. She carries a claymore in hand)

MANNING: "Who is this lady?"

Woman in Black(staring heavenward): "We who are about
to die salute you. May you one day find peace. May you
one day find your rest. Because there is no rest for
any wrestler in the WWA until I have found my peace."

(She raises the sword up to the valiant ghostly
warriors who hurl themselves in waves to their deaths)

Woman in Black: "I am the harbinger of that which is
yet to come, but has arrive once before... These words
mean nothing to the battle weary WWA wrestlers at this
time, but in a half a fort night they will mean
everything. My portent is only directed at a few
select in the WWA and one man or titantic monster if
you belief his own self inflated hype in particular.
Yet, it will affect the federation as a whole. For a
select few this may mark the return to a battle which
many thought was finished long before. For your
champion it will mark his ONLY way to prove that he
really is the greatest ever or will he be exposed as
just another pretender trying to escape the shadow
cast by the WWA's true living legend? For the one
known as Riggins it may just give him a chance at
redemption. For Riggins has long claimed to be the one
who ran a legend out of the WWA for good?"

(A clap of lightning and thunder then the booming
laughter from a man in the not to far distance is
heard)

Woman in Black: "However Riggins, wasn't just a year
ago at this same PPV that the legend you supposedly
ran off beat you to with in a inch of your life, then
locked you into the trunk of a car that he set ablaze
and left you for dead? The way I recall it, he walked
away while you on the other hand were carried out. Do
you think we haven't been listening? Do you think we
did not hear your false claims of bravado? Did you
think that we did not know the truth? Did you think
that just like Bedrock we wouldn't expose you for what
you truly are? Did you simply think that since the
legend was gone, you could rewrite history, carry a
chip on your shoulder and position yourself as the
legend killer. When in all likeness it was your
inferiority that bored the legend and he no longer
chose to toy with you? Did you think that he would
never return?"

(Someone walks up behind the woman, he stays in the
shadows barely seen.)

Woman in Black: "Did you think that the battle, your
battle was over?"

(Between flashes of lightning it's visible he is also
dressed in black, and wearing a long leather
trenchcoat. )

Woman in Black: "There are always battles to be
fought. There is always war in the human heart. It
doesn't matter whether it is in the WWA ring
or this wretched haunt. Riggins, you think you are so
brilliant speaking out as if you know who we are, what
we're up to and not wanting us to return. Hmm... your
fear runs deep Riggins, of course you wouldn't welcome
the legend back, of course you have been fearing for
months that someone will expose you for what you are.
But guess what Roscoe, it's too late, because we're
already here. The legend of the WWA has been
rewritten, and there will be no room in the books for
you nor will there be any room for Bedrock."

(She taps her shoulder)

Woman In Black: "Riggins are you sure this will be the
same wrestler you faced over a year ago? How did the
flames from last years ONO feel? I'm sure you weren't
very comfortable with it at all, were you? Well,
perhaps that was just the beginning and not the ending
as you all thought and wish. Maybe his leaving was
merely a extended hiatus?"

(In the distance bag pipes begin to play a haunting
tune. The woman stares out over the tree-lined grounds
into the far hills. The shouts of men dying and the
clap of muskets can still be heard in the rain.)

Woman In Black: "Did a sigh of relief sweep the ranks
of the WWA? Did you each perhaps rest easier at night,
knowing that he had finally left the WWA, that the
carnage had been brought to a peaceful conclusion,
that a demon had been exorcised from your midst? Did
you drink a victory toast to the dawning of a new era
of over inflated self hype in the WWA? Has the
"Bedrock" era draped a veil of comfort and tamely
fought matches across the WWA?"

(The woman cracks a devilish grin, but abruptly, her
expression changes back to a radiation of menace.)

Woman in Black: "Heed, these words Bedrock and any
others who are contemplating getting in our way. A
demon is never vanquished through mortal means. No
matter how many times he is beaten down and bloodied,
no matter how many lynchings he endures, no matter how
much adversity stands in his path, he will always be
lurking in the shadows... gnawing the darkness,
brooding on his bitter bile, cultivating his anger
until it swells to a mighty crescendo, gathering all
his might for one more violent strike, and then..."

[The woman turns as she finally senses presence of the
man behind her in the shadows. A warm smile from her
greets him as he stands in the shadows. She turns her
attention back to the storm and camera.]

Woman in Black: "Well... many of you have already
suffered the consequences. Some of you have been more
fortunate, but your time will come soon enough. Many
more shall writhe in pain."

MAN: (dry baritone voice) "I will see to it
personally."

(The woman screams a war cry into the teeth of the
storm. Thunder and lightning crash around her as she
holds her sword aloft, the highest point in all the
distance. And not even the lightning will touch her.
The camera tilts up from her to the war in heaven.
Claymores flash and men press against each other,
screaming in outrage and pain as their chests are torn
open by musket volley after musket volley. Brilliant
bursts of white explodes as lightning wreathes the
sky, with a crash of mighty thunder. This time the
image in the sky is that of a wrestler dropping his
opponent with a super kick, the two more flashes of
lightning in between flashes is the image of Bedrock
after the last flash the screen goes black.)

MANNING: "This lady is beginning to freak me out!"

KNIGHT: "I think I know who she is talking about
though!"

MANNING: "Why don't you tell everyone else?"

KNIGHT: "Because I want everyone else to figure it out
on their own!"

MANNING: "Coming up next we have the NATV title match
involving William Karnes, but we still do not have any
clue who he will be wrestling tonight!"

KNIGHT: "I know, I can't wait to find out who it is.
Their have been rumors running around the locker room
all day about who it could be. Havoc, Latin Lightning,
Night's Harbinger, Noah Prejudice, Mark Haley, just to
name a few.."

("Cherry Pie" by Warrant begins to blare throughout
the arena to a BIG pop from the crowd as Lady Red
appears from the backstage area wearing a long red
dress and high heels. She walks out from the entryway
and makes her way towards the ring. She waves to the
crowd as she walks between the fans and she walks up
the stairs as Ed holds the second rope up for her and
she steps into the ring)

MANNING: "The Owner of the WWA is gracing us with her
presence tonight.."

KNIGHT: "Man, is she looking hot tonight or what!"

MANNING: "She is asking Ed for the microphone and he
is handing it to her!"

LADY RED: "Is everyone enjoying the action here
tonight?"

(A TREMENDOUS pop comes from the crowd)

LADY RED: "On our last Monday Night Live, I told
William Karnes that I was going to wait till tonight
to name his opponent for his North American Television
title defense!"

(A big pop comes from the crowd at the mention of the
NATV Champions name)

LADY RED: "I am out here at this time to tell him who
he will be facing tonight for the North American
Television title! I have been thinking this over for a
couple weeks and just this past week, I came up with a
final decision!"

KNIGHT: "Well, who is it going to be!"

LADY RED: "We have had a couple people in the back
saying that they deserve a title shot and tonight they
are going to get that opportunity!"

MANNING: "That could be any wrestler in the back!"

LADY RED: "Tonight, inside the steel cage for the NATV
Championship, William Karnes will be defending his
title against...

Pablo O'Connor and Josh Ritter of the Untouchables!"

KNIGHT: "The Untouchables are going to get a shot at
the NATV title!"

MANNING: "They have said that they thought they
deserved a title shot and tonight they will get that
opportunity just not for the tag team titles!"

LADY RED: "Enjoy the rest of the evening!"

(Lady Red waves to a standing ovation from the crowd
as she exits the ring and makes her way back the
entryway once again and disappears through the
curtain)

MANNING: "Karnes is going to be defending his NATV
title against both of the Untouchables!"

KNIGHT: "Well, assuming that Pablo and Josh work
together, William is going to have his ass handed to
him, and not before time."

[We then cut to a shot of the Frat at ringside. Both
are lounging back in their chairs, drinking beers and
grinning in anticipation.]

MANNING: "What's with that stack of cardboard they've
got with them?"

KNIGHT: "Hmm. Methinks they've brought along a cache
of lewd pictures featuring William's wife, just to
keep us entertained throughout the usual boredom
associated with a Karnes match."

MANNING: "Hey, Karnes has proven himself to be a
worthy NATV title holder!"

KNIGHT:" Yeah, and I've proven myself to be a worthy
color commentator by stating otherwise!"

[Suddenly, the crowd begin to cheer as they see Karnes
making his way to the ring on the Jumbotron. Under one
arm, Karnes carries some sort of street sign with the
printed side facing his body, making it unreadable for
the audience. In the other hand he carries Showtime's
customised steel chair with Haley's blessing and over
his shoulder is the NATV title.

Sudden heel POP!]

MANNING: "It's the Untouchables! They just jumped
Karnes from behind in the backstage area!"

[The ref slides out of the ring and runs backstage
while all the tech guys prepare to lower the cage.]

MANNING: "Hey, the official is headed out to the back
to ref the match!"

KNIGHT: "Well, the NATV title is to be defended under
hardcore rules so technically, I guess the pinfall can
take place outside the cage."

[Backstage, Josh and Pablo are pounding Karnes' back,
causing him to drop his miscellaneous items. Both men
grab his arms and whip him into a stack of
conveniently placed, bogus water coolers, which go
everywhere.]

MANNING: "The Untouchables showing instant teamwork,
despite the fact that this match is technically a
Triple Threat match. Karnes is back to his feet and
Ritter runs in- BACK BODY DROP TO RITTER ON THE
CONCRETE!"

[Josh writhes in pain as William charges forward,
flooring the smaller O'Connor with a clothesline!]

MANNING: "Karnes now picking the sign off the floor
and waiting for Pablo to get up."

WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!

MANNING: "Pablo goes back down and hey, look at the
sign!"

[The crowd all cheer as they see that Karnes' sign is
actually one of those 'BUMP' road signs. The sight of
a sign seems to stir the Frat into action and they
start rummaging through their stack of cardboard
sheets.]

MANNING: "What are those two up to?"

[Brody Smith holds up a sign that gets a laugh from
the crowd saying 'I came for the dark matches']

MANNING: "What?"

[JJ Jordon quickly stands up, holding aloft his reply
in sign form. 'Well William Karnes is wrestling, it
may as well be a dark match.']

MANNING: "Just what do those two have against William
Karnes?"

KNIGHT: "Uh, taste? Style? Charisma?"

[Meanwhile, Karnes is kicking the absolute crap out of
Pablo backstage. He grabs him by the hair and slings
him onto a shopping cart, pausing to smack Ritter in
the head with the bump sign before pushing the cart
through a door.]

KNIGHT: "Where the hell are they going?"

[Brody stands up and shows a sign saying "We Put The
'M' In Stupid" and JJ follows suit with "WW Oh God not
again"]

[We cut to another camera in the arena carpark. Karnes
gets some speed up and sends the shopping cart plowing
into the side of a van.]

KNIGHT: 'Hey, why is there a Kangaroo printed on the
side of that van?"

[Suddenly, the Bush Tucker man climbs out of the van
to a huge POP from the Australian audience!]

BUSH TUCKER MAN: "Hey guys, easy on the van. By the
way, did you know that you can eat gecko omlettes if
you're stuck for food in the Aussie Outback?"

WHAM!

MANNING: "Whoa! Josh Ritter just waffled the Bush
Tucker Man with Haley's steel chair! The Tucker Man is
out cold!"

KNIGHT: "Dammit! What the hell is tucker?"

MANNING: "Uh, I'm not sure. Is it something to do with
the Olympics?"

KNIGHT: "Wait a second, I've got an Aussie Dictionary
here, let me look it up.Aha! It means food. Stupid
Australians! Why don't they just say 'food?'"

[Karnes turns towards Ritter and takes a chairshot for
his trouble. He staggers back into the van and Ritter
tackles him to the ground, laying into him with
punches.]

MANNING: "As you know, Ritter is an accomplished
technical wrestler but he seems to be adapting quickly
to this more hardcore style. He pulls Karnes to his
feet and sets him up for a vertical suplex.
Karnes reverses- OH!"

[The crowd all wince as William Karnes suplexes Ritter
backwards and the two collide with the side of the
van, collapsing in a heap on the concrete.]

KNIGHT: "Hey look, Pablo is waking up. He goes to
cover Karnes."

ONE!
.
.
TWO!
.
.
KICKOUT!

MANNING: "Pablo yanks Karnes to his feet and slings
him into the shopping cart. Where's he taking him?"

[Suddenly, this bizarre wobbling sound is heard.]

KNIGHT: "What the hell?"

ANNOYING REEDY VOICE SINGING: "Tie me Kangaroo down,
sport. Tie me kangaroo down."

KNIGHT: "It's Rolf Harris! NOOOOO!"

[Rolf Harris wanders into the carpark, using Karnes'
bump sign as a wobble board. If you don't know who
Rolf is, he's Australian and he sucks. That's all you
need to know.

The crowd mark out again for another Australian icon,
even if it is a crap one.]

MANNING: "Pablo snatches the sign from Rolf."

WHACK!

[Rolf goes down like a sack of poo, eliciting an even
bigger POP than before.]

MANNING: "Well Rolf's out of action and Pablo is
pushing Karnes out the roller door and out of the
arena!"

[We suddenly cut to outside the arena. Despite the
fact that the arena is in the middle of a city, all
that can be seen for miles around is red dirt and gum
trees. Flouting the laws of geography, Ayers Rock can
be seen in the distance with the Sydney Harbour Bridge
and the Opera House mounted directly on top of it!]

KNIGHT: "Ah, this *is* Australia."

MANNING: "Uh, is it?"

[Pablo tips Karnes into a conveniently located
Billabong, waking the champ up.]

KNIGHT: "Ug, that billabong water doesn't look that
clean. Wait a second, this is Australia. Nothing looks
clean here!"

[Meanwhile, the Frat are still going through their
collection of signs, each one eliciting a laugh from
the audience. "I Can Smell The Rock's Bottom" (Brody
Smith)

"The Rock may be The People's Champ, but The Frat are
The People's Drunks" (JJ Jordan)]

MANNING: "The crowd certainly agree with the Frat
tonight."

KNIGHT: "So they agree that Karnes is boring?"

MANNING: "Stop that!"

[Meanwhile, in the outback (??) Pablo has dragged a
waterlogged Karnes out of the billabong and it
pounding on him with a digeredoo. Ritter joins him and
rolls Karnes over for the pin.]

ONE!
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.
TWO!
.
.

MANNING: "Look at that! Pablo just yanked Ritter off
Karnes!"

KNIGHT: "Well I guess there can only be one NATV
champ."

[Pablo and Ritter stand toe to toe, arguing with each
other. Suddenly, there is a bestial roar and several
Koalas pounce from the tree tops, savaging the
Untouchables!]

KOALAS: "Grrr! Raaarrgh!"

[Pablo and Ritter scream in panic as the ferocious
teddy-bear looking things ravage them with their
claws!]

KNIGHT: "What the hell is going on here?!"

[Meanwhile, Brody lifts up his final sign, eliciting a
big pop from the largely male Aussie audience. "Let's
see Puppies" (Remember, we're talking about a country
that chanted "Show us yer tits!" at Major Gunns when
Nitro was held in Melbourne- oh, the cultural
embarassment.)

The Gamma girls begin to strip tease. They drop their
minidresses down to the waist then act like they're
taking off their bras. One or two of them make moves
to remove their tops and JJ Jordan suddenly steps in,
putting a stop to the exhibition!]

KNIGHT: "Jordan you bastard!"

[There is a massive heel POP for JJ until he holds up
his last sign. "Screw The Puppies Show Me The Beaver"]

KNIGHT: "YES!"

[HUGE SEXIST BASTARD POP!]

MANNING: "Uh, if we can get back to the match at
hand."

[On the Jumbotron, Stephanie has appeared and is
pounding on the Koala's with a 2litre bottle of
illegally imported Cherry Cola. Suddenly she screams
as a Crocodile slithers out of the billabong and
begins lumbering towards her!]

MANNING: "Oh no! Who will save Stephanie?"

KNIGHT: "Look at Pablo!"

[Pablo has suddenly pulled on a hat with Crocodile
teeth and is standing between the croc and his
beloved!]

PABLO DUNDEE: "Don't worry, sheila. I'll take care of
this nasty little bugger."

REF: [offering a pocket knife] "Here, take my knife!"

PABLO DUNDEE: "You call that a knife? THIS IS A
KNIFE!"

[Pablo Dundee pulls out a knife the size of an
aeroplane propeller and cleaves the crocodile in two
before passionately kissing Stephanie. Meanwhile,
Ritter goes to lift up a wet and tired Karnes.]

MANNING: "Ritter looking to finish off Karnes- SMALL
PACKAGE REVERSAL!"

ONE!
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TWO!
.
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THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

KNIGHT: "What!?"

ED: "Here is your winner, and STILL WWA NATV Champion,
WILLIAM KAAAAAAARNES!!!"

[The crowd let out a big face POP for the victorious
Karnes as he leaps onto the back of a kangaroo and
rides off to a victory party to be hosted by his
seventy four supporting characters. (Just kidding,
love ya Will!)]

MANNING: "Well in spite of having to deal with what
was virtually a handicap match, Karnes walks out of
here with his title intact."

KNIGHT: "Hey, wasn't this meant to be a cage match?"

[At ringside, all the tech guys are getting annoyed
because they spend all afternoon rigging the cage and
now it looks like they've wasted their time. Suddenly,
Brody and JJ Jordon tap them on the shoulders and hand
them some beers. A bunch of streamers and baloons fall
from the ceiling and massive banner reading 'Imromptu
Frat Party' descends from the roof. Scores of hot
chicks in bikinis bounce down to the ring and start
boogying down with the WWA technicians as The calypso
song from the end of Beetlejuice plays!]

KNIGHT: "WHOO-HOO! Impromptu Calypso Party!"

[Sammy abandons his place at the commentary booth and
jumps into the ring, his hairy belly peering out from
under his Hawaiian shirt as he begins dancing with
some of the cheerleader babes!]

MANNING: "Well, this isn't exactly what I expected."

[MIB suddenly flood the ring. Head of security, 'Big'
Haywood Simmons gets in Jordan's face.]

SIMMONS: "This party is unauthorised. You're all going
to have to leave!"

[Suddenly, a pair of scruffy dudes with long hair and
caps come up to Simmons.]

JOHNNY POTSMOKER: "Hey, relax dude."

SMOKEY McPOT: "Yeah dude, have a couple of cookies."

SIMMONS: "Well. I *did* miss lunch today. Sure."

[Haywood Simmons takes a big handful of cookies and
chomps down on them. Suddenly, his eyes go all red and
he begins to sway slightly.]

SIMMONS: "Uh-oh."

THUD!

[Simmons hits the mat and starts chewing on balloons
as the calypso music starts up. All the MIB tear off
their shirts and begin to boogie with the Gamma Girls.
Suddenly, the Goat, the Cold-Blooded Heroes, El Diablo
Phantasmo Mexicano Loco and every other one of my
goofy characters run down to the ring and begin
dancing and the crowd sings along.]

MANNING: "I don't believe this!"

[Hell, even Bedrock comes down, nursing his bruised
head from the earlier PTA vs RR/CW match. He grabs a
six pack and opens them all, chugging all six at
once!]

BEDROCK: "'Ell lad, it's a party! 'Oo gives a bollocks
if it makes no sense. Joost let go!"

[Bedrock and Rizer begin to engage in a ferocious
drinking competition as the entire world comes
together in a cacophony of Calypso bliss!]

MANNING: "Oh what the hell!"

[Manning tears off his shirt and begins dancing on the
table as Bedrock walks to the backstage area and
disappears through the curtain as Rizer stays in the
ring drinking]

KNIGHT: "We have this special announcement from The
Frat, we will be right back..

[The WWA Jumbotron comes to life quickly, first there
is static then a fast flash of a close up on two blue
eyes. Then the following words come up "ANOTHER
SURPRISE JUMBOTRON SKIT".]

VOICE OVER: Best of the Best is so passe'... Because
the truth is, the best has yet to come...

[Bedrock is seen walking down a corridor, alone or so
he thought. Several feet in front of him suddenly
appears a young woman, seemingly of 18-24 years,
dressed in a simple black gown. She has long waist
length black hair streaked with white, as well as pale
blue eyes. Her face is hidden by a mask of white
powder. Her eyes are shadowed in black, her lipstick
black as well. She stands there motionless. Her face
showing no real emotion, she kind of stares as if in a
trance showing no signs of actually life other than
the fact that her eyes are open. Bedrock recognizes
her as the women who was reportedly looking for him at
the last Monday Night Live as well as from when she
was watching the match against the Untouchables. The
women stands in the middle of the corridor almost
beckoning the WWA world champion to come closer.
Wanting to get to the bottom of this nonsense Bedrock
doesn't break stride and continues toward the woman.
Then out of nowhere...

WHAM!!!

A large run away dumpster slams into the big man, with
such velocity that it utterly plants him into one of
the concrete walls. The impact sends hundreds of cups,
popcorn buckets, beer bottles and other pieces of
trash flying out of the dumpters. Bedrock himself lays
sandwhiched between the wall and the now dented up
dumpster he's not unconscious yet he is out of it and
moving very slowly. From around the back of the
dumpster comes a mystery figure in a leather jacket. A
long blonde ponytail rest on the back of the jacket.
He's not huge in fact from this angle and lighting he
looks to be not much bigger than your typical
cruiserweight. He reaches over into the dumpster and
pulls out a sledge hammer.

CRACK!!!

THUD!!!

The man, drops the sledge hammer to the ground and
sound of metal hitting cold concrete resonates through
out the corridor. The mysterious figure stands over
the now actually unconscious Bedrock.

zip....

Pisssssssssssss.............

The man unzips his pants and takes a piss on Bedrock's
limp body. He zips up his pants, grabs the sledge
hammer and walks away. The woman is still standing
there, not moved a inch. She looks at the fallen
battered and drenched in piss Bedrock as he slowly
comes to. For the first time her emotionless faces
show some life. She smiles.]

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[Fade in to a shot of Brody Smith and 'Triple Jay' JJ
Jordan they are looking very serious for perhaps the
first time since their return to the WWA. They appear
to be at a party, that is winding down. They are
standing next to a pool table on the side of the table
are two bottles of beer. They stand side by side as
the camera moves in on them in the background their
buddy 'Big' Mike is seen standing chatting with some
random chick. Triple Jay is holding a pool cue as he
speaks.]

Triple Jay: Hi! You know us as The Frat, and you're
use to seeing us chasing chicks, playing childish
pranks and drinking a lot of beer. We are the party
boys of the WWA, and always generally looking to have
some fun no matter what.

Brody Smith: However there is one thing we take
seriously and that's the safety of our friends and
others out there on the roads. We ask that you be
responsible and do the same.

[A guy wobbles over obviously week in the knees and
woozy.]

Guy: I can't believe that I finished the whole
thing!!!!

[He hands over his car keys to Brody Smith who in
turns pats the guy on the back and tosses the keys to
'Big' Mike.]

Brody Smith: Mike, our pal here has had enough. Why
don't you drive him home? We don't need any accidents
out there tonight.

['Big' Mike comes over and leads the guy away.]

Triple Jay: One thing about us is we watch out for our
friends. So, for those of you who like to get together
with the guys a toss down a few beers or what have you
while watching MNL or a WWA Pay Per View. We ask you,
no.. We plead that you be a true friend and take the
keys away from your buddies who may have sat there and
watched a William Karnes match in it's entirety. No
matter what they say, they are in no condition to
drive.

Brody Smith: Exactly, Triple Jay. Post-boring match
syndrome, often makes one sluggish and sleepy, and is
the leading cuase in cases of Narcolepsy among males
14-32 years of age.

Triple Jay: Science proves that for every 10 minutes
of a William Karnes match you watch you need a hour to
recoup. Dont think that just drinking a cup of coffee
will do the trick.

Brody Smith: Remember, we're the Frat and this is for
your own good.

[They both throw a arm around the others necks.]

Triple Jay: Because friends don't let friends, watch
Karnes and drive! Friends shouldn't let friend watch
Karnes at all.

[Fade to black screen then a graphic appears on Teal
that reads "Karnes + Wrestling Match = Just Turn It
Off".]
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