"Sup Andy!"

W2K referee, Andrew Jizzmopper turns, cup of coffee in his hand, too find fellow referee Teddy Longfeather stood infront of him. Teddy smiles welcomingly.

Teddy L: "Ya'll alright today, hm?"

Jizzmopper: "I got jizzed on again last night."

Teddy shakes his head.

Teddy L: "Damn cracka'!.. Ya'll gettin' jizzed on mo' times than a Latino hooker in the middle of Amsterdam with a sign round her neck that reads "come on mutha' fuckas'... come jizz on me!" ........."

Jizzmopper: ".............."

Teddy throws his arm round Jizzmopper, and they start walking down the hall...

Teddy L: "Hey, would you mind if I took charge in this UA/TX tag match t'nite huh?"

Jizzmopper frowns.

Jizzmopper: "No chance Teddy, i'm looking forward too it."

Teddy sighs as they reach a Stock cupboard.

Teddy L: "Well.. here we are."

Teddy opens the cupboard up... Jizzmopper looks a little freaked.

Jizzmopper: "HUH?!"

Teddy suddenly kicks him in the shin!

Jizzmopper: "Owwwwww... Damnit Teddy, what was that for?"

Teddy wasnt as strong as he thought he was. He suddenly goes too plan B, and flips the cup of coffee up into Jizzmoppers face.

Jizzmopper: "OWWW IT BURNS!!"

Longfeather shoves Jizzmopper back into the stock cupboard... and closes it, getting out a key and locking it shut!

Teddy L: "Sorry playa!"

Jizzmopper: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Longfeather gets away quickly as we fade too black.