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Backstage sitting down in a black chair we see number one contender. God King of wrestling, Christian Michaels.     CM: Hello W2Kites. They're telling me this old girl is finally closing her doors to the wrestling world. That really saddens me. You see I've had a ton of memorable moments here in this arena and in front of you fans. I've loved it all. The good times and the bad. From Season 1 to...Season Sheep. 
  CM gives a    face.
  CM: It's always come back down to this. Wrestling Two Thousand. We really epitomized what it meant to be a new age wrestling company. We reinvented pro wrestling as you know it on a weekly basis. We did everything from cloning to time travel, we even made our own W2Kola. But I, personally, have grown here. I've grown as a person and as a professional wrestling. Working for this company has truly taught me how to...FUCK A DUCK!!!     CM looks to his left as his eyes bug out. Quickly the Southern Heartthrob jumps up knocking his chair over as he hauls ass out of the scene. We see a flash of something brown hopping through the picture before what appears to be a tail smashes into the camera knocking it over. Fade to ringside.         |  
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