SWF Saturday Night SIZZLER!
November 1st 2008
Live from the Titan Entertainment Studios in Orlando, Florida!

The lights inside of Studio B in Orlando Florida begin to dim until there is total darkness. Rabid pro wrestling fans in attendance begin to enthusiastically cheer. Multi-colored strobe lights circle throughout the packed arena. Neon green lights are lined up on each side of the long carpeted entrance ramp. They begin to go off and on as well as up and down in a synchronized motion. A large oval spotlight circles around throughout the crowd and into the ring. The more observant of the fans, despite the overall darkness, notice a rotund, balding, gentlemen in a classic suit and bow tie stepping out from the backstage curtain making his way into the wrestling ring. A set of loud fireworks, streamers, and pyrotechnics goes off. The lights to the arena slowly fade back to full brightness. The ring announcer is standing in the center of the ring with a microphone in his hand. The ring announcer takes a deep breath and then says…

Jim Butler: WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!

“Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva begins to play in the background.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxo3OnekPg8

Jim Butler: WELCOME TO TONIGHT’S SUPERSTAR WRESTLING FEDERATION’S SPECIAL PRESENTATION OF THE SATURDAY NIGHT SIZZLER!!!!!

As Jim Butler goes over the scheduled matches for the evenings show a tall man with a long brown bushy mustache, cowboy boots, and a Stetson hat makes his way to the announcer’s table. He is followed by a short, stocky, Italian, gentlemen. This man many in the territorial days of pro wrestling referred to as the Notorious Jimmy V.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Hello folks! It’s great to have the honor and the privilege to have you here with us in Orlando Florida for the maiden voyage of our live SWF TV Taping. If you’ve got the steak we’ve got the SIZZLE right here tonight! I’m Wild Bill Wrangler at ringside along with my partner in crime, Jimmy V.

Jimmy V: Oh man! Oh man! Are we about to see some great professional wrestling action here in this sold out building! I’ve got to tell you Wild Bill I’m….

Jimmy V is cut off as the patriotic tune by Bruce Springsteen, “Born in the USA” pipes up from the loud speakers shaking the rafters. The crowd is on their feet!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPudiBR15mk

Bell: Ding! Ding! Ding!

A well tanned athletic young woman wearing red, white, and blue bursts from behind the curtain carrying Ol’ Glory. She smiles as she high fives several of the fans. As she walks by she spots a young girl and pauses for a moment, hugging her as the camera zooms in. She waves the flag back and forth for the fans. She also waves her free hand to her fellow Americans seating further back and gestures to everyone taking in the festivities from the upper decks. Chants of USA! USA! USA! begin.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Miss USA is getting a hero’s welcome here. For those of you who don’t know about this woman’s extraordinary story to get to this very moment tonight, keep checking the new SWF website coming soon!

As Miss USA waits in the ring the loud speakers shake the rafters yet again. This time it’s the song by Donna Summers titled “Hot Stuff”. A tall blonde woman wearing black sunglasses, a pink tank top, red tights, red elbow length gloves, and red boots with yellow flames on the sides of the tights and gloves, makes her way down the aisle. Hot Stuff stops for a moment to give the very same girl Miss USA hugged her sunglasses. The little girl is seen with the sunglasses on as the camera zooms in on her.

Jimmy V: Ha! Ha! Ha! Poor kid! Despite all the attention she’s getting her head is still too small for those cheap sunglasses. She should give them right back! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Wild Bill Wrangler: In case ya’ll are wondering, that little girl was invited here thanks in part to the Make a Wish Foundation. The SWF is proud to have them as a sponsor for this event.

Jimmy V: That’s great but can we finally get to see some wrestling action? The rest of the fans are getting restless!

Hot Stuff and Miss USA begin to size up one another. The referee signals for the bell and we are officially underway. Miss USA looks to the crowd as Hot Stuff does the same.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring and these two ladies get tonight’s first contest started.

Jimmy V: Is this the part where I’m supposed to jump up and down and yell PUPPIES! PUPPIES!?

Wild Bill Wrangler: It’s a free country Jimmy V but just because I’m wearing a ten gallon cowboy hat doesn’t mean I’m going to be selling any barbeque sauce after the end of the show.

Miss USA controls the action early on with a side head lock. Hot Stuff counters, instinctively whipping Miss USA off the ropes before she can get full pressure on the hold.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Shoulder block by Hot Stuff puts Miss USA down on the canvas!

Jimmy V: Oh, I hate it when two girls fight without any mud all over them!

Wild Bill Wrangler: This is supposed to be family entertainment tonight Jimmy V!

Jimmy V: Miss USA looks like the kind of girl who has a lot of extended family.

Wild Bill Wrangler: What is that supposed to mean? Hot Stuff is working on the left arm of her opponent pulling it back. The wrist is not meant to bend that way!

Jimmy V: Ha! Ha! That was the oldest trick in the book!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Hot Stuff was complaining to the referee that her hair was being pulled and just as the ref went to check out what was going on it was actually Hot Stuff who yanked Miss USA down by her long red and blue streaked ponytail!

Jimmy V: Dirty tactic! I like it!

Wild Bill Wrangler: The referee is suspecting something happened here but the damage has been done. Now it is Hot Stuff putting the boots to her opponent!

Jimmy V: This match reminds me of John McCain versus Barrack Obama!

Wild Bill Wrangler: How so V?

Jimmy V: It looks like Hot Stuff is about to make moose burgers out of Miss USA Sarah Palin style!

Wild Bill Wrangler: You’re just begging to get us thrown off the air aren’t you? A leg scissors by Hot Stuff is being applied around the throat of Miss USA. The referee is right there to make sure she is not being choked.

Jimmy V: This could be the beginning of the end!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Miss USA is looking for a way to counter this submission type maneuver. She’s rolled herself into position to force Hot Stuff to have to readjust on her backside. How about that? Miss USA popped her head right out of the leg scissors! What a clever counter move!

Jimmy V: Whoo! Stiff clothesline by Hot Stuff in retaliation for escaping her hold! That was vicious Wild Bill!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Hot Stuff is not happy. Perhaps she should go for the cover? Instead she seems to be looking around at ringside for something?

Jimmy V: What is she looking for?

Wild Bill Wrangler: Miss USA just showed great resilience with a standing dropkick out of nowhere! Oh and what’s this? She calls that move the Patriot Act! Some people call it South of the Border the HURRACANRANA!

Jimmy V: The who conned whatta? I’ve got to admit the dropkick just before that was picture perfect. That was like watching a Patriot missile hit a moving jeep!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Miss USA is not done here Jimmy V…

Jimmy V: Miss USA is going to the top rope?

Wild Bill Wrangler: Speaking of Patriot missiles…. There it is… THERE IT IS!

Jimmy V: A missile dropkick from off the top rope!??! UNBELIEVEABLE!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Hot Stuff has been patriotically knocked out cold in this one! 1….. 2…. And yes… Make it 3!

Jimmy V: I still want to know what temporarily distracted Hot Stuff? What was she looking around for again while her opponent was climbing to the top rope?

Bell: Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jim Butler: The winner of the match…. MISS U-S-A!

The theme music “Born in the USA” plays signifying Miss USA has won the match. The song is cut off abruptly however…

Wild Bill Wrangler: Wait a minute! What is this!??! What is this!??!

Jimmy V: Someone is attacking Miss USA from behind!

A very tall well defined muscular female with long black hair stands over Miss USA after executing a devastating IMPALER!

Jimmy V: Are those fangs, Wild Bill? I thought Halloween was last night?

Wild Bill Wrangler: This… this… Vampiress has just decimated Miss USA in the center of the ring! Now look at Hot Stuff! She is laughing and high fiving her new found friend?

Jimmy V: That wasn’t a very receptive high five, Wild Bill. I think this monster sized woman just gave Hot Stuff the cold shoulder.

Wild Bill Wrangler: You may be right…

Jimmy V: Wait… what?

Wild Bill Wrangler: Vampiress just CHOKESLAMMED HOT STUFF STRAIGHT TO HELL!

Jimmy V: What in the world? This… Vampiress as you keep calling her really means business!

Wild Bill Wrangler: We’re going to have to clear the ring of all the broken bodies and the carnage as we go backstage with the one and only…. Scott Cooper!

Scott Cooper: Thank you Wild Bill. Joining me at this time is the Head Instructor of the FX Pro Wrestling Academy…. SHAWN FX!

Shawn FX: That’s right Scott. Nice tie kid. It’s nice to see you dress up for the occasion. I’m here in…. OR-LAN-DO Florida…. *cheap pop* *car salesmen grin* to introduce to the professional wrestling world two of my top students from my wrestling school. Right here tonight you will see Eric Knight versus Chris Blaze!

Scott Cooper: As I understand it, both of these young men have also been awarded developmental contracts here in the SWF and will be competing in the FWL for the next couple of months.

Shawn FX: You are correct little hobbit! I see you have done your homework. I couldn’t be happier for these two hard working guys. I’d like to thank the Superstar Wrestling Federation for….

Scott Cooper: Umm… who let him in here?

Shawn FoX: I just want to know one thing Uncle Shawn. Just tell me one thing right here and right now. How can you look at yourself in the mirror?

Both Scott Cooper and Shawn FX look at each other with puzzled looks on both their faces.

Shawn FoX: I was your very first FX Pro Wrestling Academy graduate. I should have been called up to the SWF or even given a chance to compete in the FWL… but no. You send me to some !@#!??!

Scott Cooper: Someone cut off his microphone!

Shawn FoX: You send me to some !@#??! Called BLAND Wrestling and expect me to “make it” on my own. Well look at me! LOOK AT ME! Can you even recognize me now?

Shawn FX has a distraught look on his face.

Shawn FoX: I trusted you! I expected you as my mentor to steer me in the right direction in my pro wrestling career and my life! I expected you to get me into SNM or LoC or even the fWo! What happened instead? I ended up in a sweaty, nothing happening, flea infested, tent in Waco, Texas struggling to survive while sleeping in my broken down car at night!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Fans… this… this… this is too much…

Jimmy V: Are we still on the air? Maybe we can go to a commercial break?

Shawn FoX: Do you know how I got here? Do you know how I made it here to Orlando? I hitchhiked my way here! I walked mile after mile with my thumb out hoping… just hoping… someone would pick me up so I could make it to a homeless shelter…. I’m here to pick up the pieces of my broken life.

Shawn FX: Why didn’t you go to work? Why didn’t you find a new job if you were so miserable where you were at?

Shawn FoX: Who is going to hire me? Look at my record! You know better than anyone living or dead the choices –the bad decisions- I’ve already made in my life.

Shawn FX: Let’s talk about this… some other time. Let’s just get away from the cameras and settle this like family… in private…

Shawn FoX: No! The world has to know! The world has to know what kind of piece of !@#??! You are Uncle Shawn!

Shawn FX: This isn’t the time or the place….

Shawn FoX: It’s not? It’s not?

Shawn FoX aggressively shoves his uncle.

Shawn FX: You don’t want to do this….

Shawn FoX slaps his uncle so hard across the face his sunglasses go flying off.

Scott Cooper: Oh! Somebody get…..

Shawn FX turns red in the face with rage. Just as the elder Shawn lunges to get his nephew several security staff on hand separate both men. CEO Matthew Martin along with Board of Directors member Don Gray arrives on the scene.

Matthew Martin: Get him out of here! Get him out of here!

Shawn FoX spits at Matthew Martin as police officers in mass attempt to take control of the situation. Shawn FoX is put in handcuffs while Shawn FX is being restrained by arena security and members of the locker room.

Police Officer: Do you want to press charges?

Shawn FX: (Long pause) No….

Don Gray: I do! Take him off of MY property RIGHT NOW! I never want to see him here EVER again! EHH!

Shawn FoX is seen trying to kick away at anyone he can reach as he struggles to get himself free and get his hands on his uncle Shawn FX. It takes several police officers to pull him away as the scene switches to Wild Bill Wrangler and Jimmy V sitting behind their announcers desk at ringside. Both men have serious looks on their faces.

Wild Bill Wrangler: (Breaking the silence) Woh wee! This has quickly turned into a WILD night! Eric Knight and Chris Blaze have been standing in the ring in opposite corners, awaiting to start their match….

Jimmy V: Man! I hear the police officers’ are still trying to get that insane guy out of the building. He really is CRAZY LIKE A FOX!

Bell: Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jimmy V: I guess the folks at home, unlike this live crowd, will have to guess what these two guys ring entrance music is.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Our referee assigned for this match is Ricky Pierce. The blonde haired gentlemen to your right, I believe is Eric Knight…

Jimmy V: Umm… they both have blonde hair, Wild Bill. Nice one. Do you get your material from online forums?

Wild Bill Wrangler: Never mind where I spend my free time when I’m not watching these great athletes compete, V. Be that as it may, we’ve got a head to head and shoulder to shoulder lock up. Knight and Blaze are jocking for position.

Jimmy V: They look to be very evenly matched, Wild Bill.

Wild Bill Wrangler: I had notes on both of these FX trained grapplers but those notes have apparently grown legs and walked away.

Jimmy V: Don’t worry. Those two guys have a few months in the FWL to establish themselves. No cheat sheets are needed when you have a pro wrestling guru like me around.

Wild Bill Wrangler: I’ll keep that in mind. Armdrag takedown by Eric Knight I believe. Who… and again… Lightning quick this one is… Chris Blaze… I hope I’m getting the names of these two right… is wisely separating himself from his opponent and sliding out of the ring to regroup in a hurry!

Jimmy V: It’s a smart move. There aren’t any time outs in wrestling but if you go outside of the ring you’ve got a chance, a 10 second chance, to collect your thoughts.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Eric Knight will have none of that! He’s following Chris Blaze outside of the ring and…

Jimmy V: WHAM!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Chris Blaze’s skull just met steel into the steel ring post!

Jimmy V: If Eric Knight gets back into the ring we could have a count out victory here. Obviously he’s making a rookie mistake by staying out here.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Maybe so but he wants to pin his opponent! Chris Blaze is struggling to get back to his feet. Where is Eric Knight going?

Jimmy V: It doesn’t matter! You spoke too soon. Chris Blaze just hopped up on the ring apron while Eric Knight was jaw jacking with the referee.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Chris Blaze off the ring apron to the arena floor with a forward rolling flip into a V-Neck clothesline!

Jimmy V: Where have I seen that? That was one of my moves back In my hay-day! Not bad for a rookie! This kid’s got some amazing athleticism!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Chris Blaze is nodding in your direction Jimmy V? What is this all about?

Jimmy V: Let’s just say Shawn FX wasn’t Chris’ only teacher the last few months of his training…

Wild Bill Wrangler: What? Chris Blaze rolls Eric Knight back in. What do you call that maneuver!??!

Jimmy V: Ha! Ha! That was beautiful! Bravo! Bravo!

Wild Bill Wrangler: It looked like a Running Tiger Bomb with the legs going over the shoulders for the automatic cover after the devastating impact!

Jimmy V: We’re still working on the name of it but he likes to call it BLAZING SADDLES! Ha! Ha! Ha! Don’t pin him yet Chris! No… no… this is your time to shine! Go for it kid. Go for it!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Chris Blaze climbing to the top turnbuckle…

Jimmy V: Drop the hammer! Do the funny dance in the baggy pants! Drop it like it’s HOT!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Have you lost your mind? Here comes Chris Blaze…

Jimmy V: No! No! NO!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Eric Knight moved out of the way! Somehow he got out of harm’s way just in the nick of time!

Jimmy V: Oh no! What’s this? Eric Knight, that punk! He’s choking him! He’s choking him!

Wild Bill Wrangler: It’s a good old fashioned sleeper hold applied to perfection Jimmy V!

Jimmy V: No! No!

Wild Bill Wrangler: The referee checks Chris Blaze’s arm. It drops.

Jimmy V: No!

Wild Bill Wrangler: A second time? It drops.

Jimmy V: No!

Wild Bill Wrangler: A third time? It drops!

Jimmy V: No! This can’t be happening!

Bell: Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jim Butler: The winner of the match by submission Eric….. KNIGHT!

Jimmy V: !@#??! It! I bet the farm of this guy and just lost a bunch of money!

Wild Bill Wrangler: It looks like Eric Knight has made Chris Blazzzzze take a nap in the middle of the ring. Meanwhile, my colleague is beside himself. The referee Ricky Pierce has raised the hand of the victor. Certainly our developmental territory, the FWL will be looking forward to having a young man like that representing them.

Jimmy V: Shut up! Just shut up! It’s all Shawn FX’s fault! He taught him how to lose. I could only re-teach that LOSER Glaze, Maze, Daze, or Mayonaise only so much. Now I owe a bunch of people A LOT of money! This is the worst night of my life!

Wild Bill Wrangler: I’ve just been told Scott Cooper is in the locker room standing by with… the British Invasion!

Jimmy V: Great! Now I’m going to be attacked by the Geico lizard during every commercial break!

Scott Cooper: Joining me at this time….

The British Invasion: I’M BRIT-ISH! I’M INVADING AM-ER-ICA! I LOVE FOO-T-BALL! GIT OUT OF MYYY WAAAY! RAAAAW!

Scott Cooper: Umm…

Scotty”Bloody” McAllister: OH YEAH? WELL I’M SCOT-ISH! I’M PISS FACED DRRRRUNK! I LOVE FOO-T-BALL TOOOOOOO! I HATE EN-GLAND! FOR-GET ABOUT THE RING LADDY! LET’S BE MEN AND SET-TLE IT ALL OVER A PINT RIGHT HERRRRRE AND NOWWWWW!

Scott Cooper: Oh no!

The British Invasion and Scotty “Bloody” McAllister begin to slug it out in the locker room going toe to toe right in front of a helpless Scott Cooper.

Scott Cooper: Someone get these two apart long enough to tell them to get this war in the ring!

An old tune by Guns & Roses begins to play in the background while the two combatants continue to go at it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9VhD4SccSE

The scene switches to the ring.

Jim Butler: Ladies and gentlemen I’ve just been informed this match has been stipulated a… FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH! Welcome to the WARZONE!

The B.I. and S.M. pause for a brief moment after hearing the news from the back. S.M. grabs a steel folding chair a front row fan was sitting in and wraps it around the skull of the B.I..

Wild Bill Wrangler: That chair shot just connected with a sickening THUD!

Jimmy V: I could hear it all the way down here! We could have an early cover as the referee is running up the ramp. Count you idiot!

Wild Bill Wrangler: 1…. 2…. No sir! The man from Scotland has not beaten the man from England yet.

Jimmy V: When is the last time Scotland won anything? They are all just too drunk to care about the cup! What does McAllister have now?

Wild Bill Wrangler: It looks like a steel pipe of some kind? Oh right into the exposed ribs of the British Invasion!

Jimmy V: Oh and again! Maybe I should start cheering this guy!

Wild Bill Wrangler: McAllister picks up his opponent….

Scotty McAllister: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!

Wild Bill Wrangler: CRUCIFIX BOMB on the ramp way! How does the British Invasion get up from that?

Jimmy V: He doesn’t!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Scotty “Bloody” McAllister with a smile on his face?

Jimmy V: That’s a face only a mother could love, Wild Bill.

Wild Bill Wrangler: Where did Scotty get a shopping cart from?

Jimmy V: Maybe Shawn FoX left his house here!

Wild Bill Wrangler: The British Invasion has been put into the cart. Scotty is literally rolling down the ramp after a violent shove and…

Jimmy V: That’s going to cause a permanent injury!

Wild Bill Wrangler: The British Invasion’s shopping cart ride just ended with him crashing into the steel steps!

Jimmy V: Now he knows what the U.S. Economy felt like!

Wild Bill Wrangler: No bail out package could stop that!

Jimmy V: Let’s take another look at it on the replay…. There he goes and…. WHAM!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Scotty McAllister is in his element in this anything goes matchup. Now he’s digging around under the ring?

Jimmy V: We have kitchen sinks under there????

Wild Bill Wrangler: Apparently so as Scotty McAllister repeatedly beats his opponent senseless over the head with it!

Jimmy V: I think the kid in attendance from the Make a Wish Foundation is wishing her parents had not let her see this horrific and bloody violence! Someone cover that poor girl’s eyes!

Wild Bill Wrangler: If this match goes any further we may lose our sponsorship! Someone may want to step in here.

The lights to the arena suddenly go out….

Jimmy V: What in the world? Who turned out the lights? Do you know something I don’t know?

Do the HUMPTY HUMP begins to play from out of nowhere….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j444hTTXXlo

Wild Bill Wrangler: Out comes the biggest pimp in the land Mr. HUMPTY HUMP himself… PIMP DADDY! Kiss our sponsorship to the Make a Wish Foundation and anyone else like them GOOD BYE!

Pimp Daddy is seen with an assortment of “escorts” as he parades his “merchandise” down to the ring. He finds a microphone at ringside, climbing into the ring, with the assistance of several of his…. “skilled assistants”.

Pimp Daddy: What’s up!? What’s up!? OR-LAN-DOOOOOOOOO FLORIDAAAAAAAA???? It’s your favorite Pimp puttin’ the !@##!??! In your !@@#??!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Somebody make sure you bleep all of that!

Scotty McAllister stops his beat down of the battered and bloodied British Invasion to see what is going on in the ring.

Pimp Daddy: Scotty…. Scotty…. Long time no see my bearded and often drunk one time favorite client of mine… I know you wear a dre... I mean... a kilt but does that mean you switched to the other team? I can still find a way to hook you up HOLLAH HOLLAH! I hate to interrupt what you’ve got going on there but the British Invasion is also a paying customer of mine too! Soooo… maybe you should slow down on that beat down!

The British Invasion falls out of the shopping cart looking around hoping his wife and kids aren’t at home watching the broadcast.

Pimp Daddy: Now I know I’ve only got a few minutes. I’ve got a limited one time offer both of you two guys might like tonight. As you can see I brought the finest ho…..

Matthew Martin: Ho! Ho! Ho! Wait a second! Just wait a damn minute! I didn’t schedule ANY of this! What is this? How did this show get so derailed? A HARDCORE MATCH? Oh, and now a Godfather cheap, imitation, rip off soaking up important TV time? Hey Pimp Daddy…. 1998 is calling you. They want their overplayed Attitude Era gimmick back! Now get the hell out of here before I call security! I already got rid of one guy who interrupted my show and I have no problem getting rid of another trouble maker the same way!

Pimp Daddy looks around with a confused look on his face. The fans in attendance don’t know what to make about what is going on. The British Invasion, Scotty “Bloody” McAllister, and Pimp Daddy are all three seen going to the back. Matthew Martin then walks up the ring steps with authority, being handed a microphone, as he is now standing in the center of the ring.

Matthew Martin: I have an important announcement to make. The three men you just saw tonight had better especially listen to me and listen to me very carefully. I want REAL talent working for me. I want professional wrestlers who are LEGITIMATELY entertaining. The bar definitely needs to be raised here. That is why I am opening applications to any experienced professional wrestlers out there. Yeah, I know I just put together the Titan University. Yes… Oh yes…. Hold the applause for a moment please. That was MY concept. I know I’ll have the vast majority of all the youngest and best talent the Future of this business has to offer….

Matthew Martin pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts.

Matthew Martin: But…. But…. I also want established guys. I want Superstars. I want guys with REAL credentials. I will systematically weed out anyone in that locker room who doesn’t uphold the standard of excellence I expect a Superstar of the Superstar Wrestling Federation to have. There are going to be a lot of changes made. The 20 Superstars who were publicly announced as the Official SWF Roster Members are as of this day forward on notice. I want the very best the professional wrestling world has to offer and only the best. Each and every one of your jobs are on the line! You guys and gals think you have iron clad contracts? READ THE FINE PRINT!

The crowd begins to boo.

Matthew Martin: As for those of you sitting at home, watching this show tonight, I’m talking about MAX-FILES. I’m talking about MALIK ROLAND. I’m talking about even SARS THE CLOWN and even ERON THE RELENTLESS and a bunch of you other top notch talent. Hey how about FRANK DYLAN JAMES or even…. DARTH VARGA? My door is always open for you gentlemen. I’ll be glad to make room for all of you and more. In the meantime…. British Invasion? Scotty McAllister? PIMP DADDY? All three of you are officially FIRED from the SWF! Good luck in all your future endeavors. I hear McDonalds is hiring right down the street!

Matthew Martin drops the microphone down in the ring with a satisfied look on his face. He looks around at the capacity crowd nodding his head as he stares at the ring announcer.

Matthew Martin: My warning goes for you too fatso! Shape up or ship out!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Man! I tell ya! This night has been full of surprises!

Jimmy V: Yep, and sizzle!

Wild Bill Wrangler: I understand the Tag Team Divas & Amazons Match we had scheduled as well as the Head Instructor versus Head Instructor MAIN EVENT between Master Wu and Bill Greco won’t be shown on the air here tonight. Do to time constraints you’ll have to go to the new SWF website when its unveiled to read the transcript of those two great matches.

Jimmy V: Time flies when you’re having fun Wild Bill!

Wild Bill Wrangler: Next week we will show highlights of what we didn’t get a chance to see and introduce even more new SWF Superstars to our television audience. For Jimmy V, to the cast and crew who put in the long hours behind the scenes to put something like this together, and especially to you, our SWF fans, so long from the Titan Entertainment Studios in Orlando Florida! This has been the SWF Saturday Night SIZZLER!

Show credits begin to roll as the show’s closing theme song "Make Me a Superstar" by Saliva begins to play.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2sdBfld45g

The music fades out.

A long black limousine is seen pulling up to the arena. Someone is seen running up to the limo, knocking on the back window of the ominous looking vehicle.

Shawn FoX: Hey! Hey! I need a ride to the Salvation Army! I need a place to sleep tonight!

Shawn FoX begins to frantically pound on the window continuously. The tainted glass window of the back door slowly cracks open ever so slightly.

????: So did you find the disk I told you to get?

Shawn FoX: Yeah, it’s all right here. Everything you wanted is on that disk. I had just enough time to check over it myself.

????: Give me the disk.

Shawn FoX: No! You let me in the limo first! Then we’ll talk business!

A gloved hand is seen coming out of the slightly more open tainted glass window of the long black limousine.

????: Give it to me… NOW!

Shawn FoX reluctantly hands over the disk put in his tattered and torn coat pocket. He has a straggly beard and looks like he has not washed his clothes, slept, or taken a bath in several days.

????: Thank you. GOOD BYE!

Just as Shawn FoX tries to open the back door to get in, the limousine driver is ordered to slam his foot on the gas pedal and speed away. Shawn FoX is left empty handed, coughing, and choking from the unexpected stench of the lingering gray cloud of exhaust smoke.

Shawn FoX: I should have known better. Never trust a woman.