Bert Busch stands in front of the camera, clutching his microphone, dressed for success in a nice black suit. King Slender stands next to him, wearing an even better looking dark blue suit. Bert: I'm standing next to the man who reigned victorious over The Wallstreet Brawler himself at Rage in a Cage. Of course, I mean King Slender. Slender leans in with a big smile across his face. Slender: First of all, Bert Busch, when you stand next to the greatest, you better wear a better looking suit than that. Where'd you get that, Old Navy? Dress for success. Secondly, am I not the most magnificent looking creature you've ever laid your eyes upon? Some winners have passed through this company, but you've got to admit Busch that you've never seen such a winner like King Slender. Bert: Well win, as you call it, or not, you've still got to admit how you won against Wallstreet with underhanded tactics. Slender steps back, surprised. Slender: Are you kidding me, Busch?! Everyone in that ring saw me take on more guys than the Roman Empire! Roll the footage. Bert: Okay, well we'll take a look at what happened at Rage in a Cage. King Slender versus Wallstreet with Paul Heyman and the One Man Militia Patrick Warner at ringside.     FROM RAGE IN A CAGE Busch, "Uh-oh, WallStreet’s got his eyes on Paul E and�?Wait�?WHAT THE HELL?!" Somebody with a shiny tan head, black dress slacks, and a black button up shirt slide in, nailed an RKO on WallStreet and slid right out. The camera does a close up and while the crowd is booing loudly by majority, some fans are cheering. Busch, "THAT’S�?THAT’S THE ORIGINAL SADIST JAMES!" Heyman drops down off the ring and Carlton turns around to see WallStreet out and Slender crawling toward the ropes. Busch, "JAMES�?JAMES�?JAMES IS AN ICWA HALL OF FAMER BUT WHAT�?WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOIN HERE TONIGHT?!" The camera stays with Heyman and James on the floor and we see Heyman pull out a wrapped stack of cash that he hands James. James thumbs through it, shakes Heyman’s hand, and begins heading around to the ramp. As he gets half way up he turns back and raises the cash into the air. Busch, "What!? Heyman paid James to come back here tonight and do a hit on WallStreet?! SON OF A BITCH! THAT’S IT! THAT’S WHAT HE KNEW THAT WE DIDN’T! That SLIMEY BASTARD!" Slender crawls up to his feet and sees WallStreet down holding his neck. Slender smirks, shaking the cobwebs away before looking out and yellin, "HA! LOOK WHAT I DID!"   AND THEN LATER IN THE MATCH... WallStreet drives a knee into Slender’s gut, assuring he’ll stay doubled over as he darts back to hit the ropes, probably in pursuit of the Triple H Face Buster he’s been known to do. As Wally bounces off the ropes, Warner moves in, darts forward and shoves Slender so hard he flies to the side. WallStreet gets wide eyed but can’t pump the breaks enough and Warner hoists him up, spins around and BOOM! The crowd erupts with boos as he hit’s the Juggernaut Slam (Sky High/Sitout spine buster). The crowd boos desperately as Warner rolls out leaving Slender to rush over and make the cover. Busch, "Oh Come on! Not again!" Carlton turns and sees the pin and slides in. ……………………ONE Busch, "Could they have put the screws to this guy anymore?" ………………………TWO Busch, "A Hell of a display by WallStreet but in the end the Numbers were�?/P> ………………………THREE Busch, "�?FONT color=#ffff00>just too much." The bell sounds as the fans boo, almost drowning out Greene’s declaration�?/P> Greene, "HERE IS YOUR WINNNNNNNNER�?KING SLENDER!"   END   Bert: And there you have it, folks. What do you have to say about that, Slender? Slender: What do I have to say? Did you not see that travesty in the ring? Bert: You're actually admitting to your cowardice?! Slender: Cowardice? Who's side are you on, Busch? I've been called a lot of things, but i've NEVER been called a coward! Bert: What are you talking about? Slender: I'm talking about that s.o.b. James coming down and trying to attack me! Then you get that big overgrown sock puppet Patrick Warner coming in and trying to get him a piece of The Slender Spender. But my cat-like reflexes cause them to hit The Brawler instead. His loss! Bert: I don't believe this. Slender: Believe it or not, Bert Busch, but you better get used to it, because a win like that is worth its weight in gold. Bert: Does that mean what I think it does? Slender: It means that as soon as I break Christian Michaels like Danny Hodge smashes apples, I'm going to go through the list...Michaels, that flying little maggot Whysper, and anyone else that gets in my way. Then i'm going to rip David Van Dam's head off and take what's mine! David Van Dam, you better lay off the salty snacks, pal, cause you're gonna need some room for my foot in your ass! Then finally I make my claim as the greatest ICWA Champion of all-time! Bert: Thank you for your time, King...I suppose.

(c.) cruel intentions at daf.