Outside of the W2K Arena is a one man picket line. That man being Sean Hunter, holding up two signs. One saying 'W2K asked me to touch them *here*', and the other being "Fuck Phantom" which shows resemblance to that of the "Fuck Rob Black" sign Messiah was seen with at a show. Sean yells out slogans to passer-by's who are close to calling the authorities.

Sean: "DON'T GO TO A W2K SHOW, THEY REALLY SUCK WITH PAYROLL!"

Someone puts some loose change near Sean's foot, since he probably thinks Sean is poor. I mean, with a face like that, it's easy to mistake.

Sean: "IF YOU ENJOY W2K MATCHES, YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF DIRTY SNATCHES!"

Jeremy McMillion himself walks onto the scene now, and puts his hands on his hips.

Jerm: "What the HELL do you think you're doing, Sean? I thought I said you were suspended."

Sean: "Yeah, you suspended me. But now I'm showing tha world your injustices, you douchecake!"

Now we see Phantom of all people make his way towards errbody.

Phantom: "Your slogans remind me of George W. Bush' speech writers. The only thing you have going for you is you don't look like a fucking Chimpanzee, but your brain says otherwise."

Sean: "Shut up, Spalding. You look like the transvestite from the Rocky Horror Picture show."

Ouch. Phantom looks like he's about to rip Sean in half, and Sean drops one of the signs so he can use the other one as an equalizer. But the pigs pop up onto the scene and Darren Smith fucking books it. Erm... anyway, The Jerm points to Sean, and smiles.

Jerm: "Oh, I'm sorry Sean. You're on company property. Perhaps you'll learn your lesson, because you don't have the RIGHT TO STRIKE! You aren't in a union! Haha! Take him away, Mr. Policeman!"