(So Mack thinks I ain't what I used to be, he thinks I went downhill and never ame back, he thinks that I can't hang with him, well fuck you Mack, fuck you asshole and as far as you and my mom goes, I hope the dirty whore gave you a million and one diseases you fucking asshole! Goddamn it, my narrator split back in that cheap ass company and refuses to come back to work for me, then my mom is here in SEF, now Mack is running me down and banging my mom, what the fuck? I need another fucking bottle a vodka, this fifth done emptied too quick, so I throw the bottle against the wall, but its plastic and just bounces off to the floor. I shake my head and lean back on the sofa in my living room pissed off, mainly cause I'm outta vodka and weed, fuck!)

Xanthus: Mack, ya gonna find out the hard way that mister X to the A ain't half a man, I'm as good as ever, probably better cause I got more experience than when I was some punk kid learning from you. Now its me who gonna steal the goddamn show and carry your ass. If my bitch mom gets involved I got no problem smacking her down just like I'm a smack you silly son, so get ready to bow to the real King of SEF. Like ya noted Mack, I am a former winner of this tournament and I'm a be the one who wins it for a second time in history proving that real king sits right here! The ass kicking is gonna be given to you Mack, I'm a beat yo ass, I rose above you and I am the real fucking deal, I am the man, your the one who's riding coattails trying to hang on to a thread of a career. Your washed up, your ol' news Mack, your a part of history and I am the present, so get ready to relinquish your title of Showsteala to me!

(I jump up on my feet now.)

Xanthus: Keeping banging your whore and passing herpes back and forth, I'll continue being the better man and soon to be this years King of SEF and eventually I'm a take that title off your waist as well cause I deserve it more than you! Now fuck off Mack, I gotta go get something to drink, so i can sleep tonight, see ya tomorrow in the ring ya fucking lousy dickhead!

(I walk to the door grabbing my army jacket off a chair and pull it on. I walk on through the door shutting it behind me and head on down the street as the camera watches me go, then the scene fades to black)