Russell Cunningham : It is time for the Gauntlet match to _try_ to be more entertaining than that last backstage encounter. We have to give the fans some more ring action than they have received tonight.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Oh hell they got plenty of entertainment so far.

Russell Cunningham :. This will be a change of pace for Adam Lazarus, tonight, because he will have to follow the rules, and regulations of a wrestling contest. He has proved he can do that, but he does like to go hardcore as we all know.

Prison : I don't think he would mind as long as he can get his hands on Xavier Orion.

Frankie Tha Pimp : And who in their right mind would want that???

[The lights go dim as the opening riffs of Annihilator’s “Set The World On Fire” begin to blast over the P.A. System.]

Jessica Delgado : Ladies and gentlemen, coming to the ring right now...

# I shall give the vision of what is meant to be
All you have to know is that I hold the master key
I know your weakness and I can see your pain
You scream deliverance and I will pave the way #

# I’ll set the world on fire
It’s your time to retire
Because sooner or later
You’re going to meet your maker #

Jessica Delgado : He hails from from Baton Rouge, Louisiana, and weighs in at TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT POUNDS... Here is...

"THE PHOENIX" ... ADAM ... LAZARUS!!!!

[Jets of white-hot flame erupt from either side of the entrance as "The Phoenix" steps through the blaze and walks toward the ring.]

# I’ll give you what I think is best and what I know is right
And those who follow me, I’ll give you strength and might
You pledge allegiance and I’ll prevent your fall
I am your leader and know I’ll rule you all#

[Lazarus is wearing a white mask with red and yellow flames around the eyes, nose, and mouth and a pair of full-length white tights with an Oriental-style phoenix wrapped around the left leg and the word
"Lazarus" written down the side of the right in flaming red and yellow letters. Around his waist is the KAWF STREET LIFE TITLE.]

# I’ll set the world on fire
It’s your time to retire
Because sooner or later
You’re going to meet your maker #

# Your people are dying
Your people are crying out
That you must go down
Down, down, down, you must go down
Lets take them down
Now that it’s over and all is said and done
You’ve turned the sky to black, no sign of the sun
Do you think the free world is going to wish you well
No god can save you now, you’re going straight to hell #

[Adam Lazarus walks with a purpose down to the ring. At about this point Lazarus unhooks the belt from around his waist and throws it over his shoulder.]

# We’ve set your world on fire
You are now retired
Because sooner or later
We have to meet our maker
Set the world on fire.....#

[At the ring, Lazarus places his Escrima and his KAWF STREET LIFE TITLE in the corner facing him, before climbing into the ring. He then begins pacing back and forth, waiting for his first opponent to
come out as his music fades out.]

Russell Cunningham : And who will his first opponent be. We know that one of these men asked for this match, but were not sure which one it was.

["Bow Down" by Westside Connection begins playing and the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos.]

Prison : The KAWF faithful showing there love for young Mikey McKay.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Well, if you mean the "Get the hell out of my arena" love, then you are exactly right.

[Mikey McKay walks down to the ring with determination. Totally tuning out all these fans hating his guts. He rolls into the ring and gets right in the face of Adam Lazarus.]

Russell Cunningham : McKay must have a death wish or something.

Frankie Tha Pimp : He knows that he has to show no fear, or Lazarus will make him his bitch in this match. You would know all about that, Prison.

Prison : You momma doesn't seem to mind. . .. Sorry I'm sober, and it's hart not to fall into his level.

[McKay is yelling in the face of Lazarus and he just laughs him off. Lazarus turns around and that enrages McKay getting no respect all from the current streetlife champion. A man he has faced before. He grabs Lazarus by the shoulder and nails him with a solid right hand.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : He did it now...

[Just then the crowd's attention shifts a bit and begin to cheer, like they see something coming that the wrestlers do not.]

Prison : The crowd sees something...

Russell Cunningham : Hey, it's...

Frankie Tha Pimp : Do we have another wrestler coming from the crowd ?

[Lazarus took a half step back from the punch by McKay and he has a look in his eyes like he is ready to kill Mikey McKay. Before he can do anything, Kai Lewis comes sliding into the ring and stands right
behind McKay.]

Russell Cunningham : KAI LEWIS!!!

[In one swift movement, he hooks McKay from behind and connects with an inverted DDT. The crowd explodes as Lazarus stands there, a little shell shocked from the actions of Kai Lewis. Lewis pops back up to his feet and gives a little bow toward Lazarus before stepping out of the ring.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : Is that going to be a DQ ? Seems to be a nice little formula we have going tonight.

Russell Cunningham : This match has not even started yet, it is already chaos.

Prison : If it has not started, then Lazarus cannot be DQ'ed for outside interference.

Russell Cunningham : I guess...

Frankie Tha Pimp : Forget that, I think the EMT's will be needed sooner than expected in this match.

Prison : If Lazarus takes this any further, we might need CSI: Miami to examine the scene.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Not to far away . . .

[The ref looks dumbstruck at what just went down, so he doesn't try and figure out if it should be a DQ, and just rings the bell to start the match.]

*_DING DING_*
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FOUR MAN GAUNTLET
NON TITLE
Adam Lazarus Versus Mikey Mckay Versus Kai Lewis Versus Xavier Orion
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[Lazarus grabs McKay and pulls him to his feet. He tucks him between his legs and points toward Lewis. He then hoists McKay into the air, and lets him hang there for a moment before driving him into the mat
with a vicious power bomb.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : Mikey McKay was 25.

Russell Cunningham : The rest is academic.

[Adam Lazarus drops to one knee and covers McKay with one hand to make a point. Tonight Lazarus wants his respect, hardcore rules, or not. The ref kneels into position to count the fall.]



ONEEEE,..






TWO . .. . ..






THREEEEEEE...



*_DING DING_*

Jessica Delgado : You winner of the first part of the Gauntlet is ADAM LAZARUS!!!

[Lazarus turns and rolls McKay out of the ring, and he goes crashing to the floor like a brick. Lazarus then heads over to the side of the ring where Kai Lewis is outside of, and sits on the second rope and
holds the ropes open for him to enter.]

Russell Cunningham : After a show of complete disrespect for Mikey McKay, Adam Lazarus turns around and shows a nice bit of respect for Kai Lewis.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Yeah... that is until he kicks Lewis in the face as he enters the ring.

[Lewis hops up on to the ring apron, and then carefully steps through the ropes. The entire time he does not take his eyes off Adam Lazarus. He knows that this showing of kindness can quickly change,
once he takes his eyes off him. Once in the ring, Lazarus stands back up and the two stand in the center of the ring, poised to get going. The ref steps between the two of them, briefly, just to call for the
start of this portion of the match.]

*_DING DING_*

Russell Cunningham : Hopefully, this one will last more than forty-five seconds. We have a supercard to sell gentleman.

[The two men lock up and struggle back and forth for a bit. Lazarus, at first, uses his slight height advantage to get leverage on Lewis. But Lewis is able to use his weight advantage to take over control. He turns it into a side headlock, and tries to wrench down a bit on the head of Lazarus. Instinctively, though, Lazarus backs Lewis up against the ropes, and with one forceful shove, sends him launching from his head. Lewis comes bounding off the ropes and ducks under an attempted clothesline from Lazarus. Lewis stops dead in his tracks and goes for a running clothesline of his own on Lazarus. Lazarus, also sees this coming, and is able to duck under it. This time, though, Lazarus hooks his arms around the waist of Lewis as he does this. Lazarus, then, jerks Lewis up and over with a release German Suplex, before Lewis is able to fight free.]

Prison : If you told me that tonight, I would see chain wrestling in a gauntlet match, I would have told you that you were crazy.

Russell Cunningham : Well, he is proving that he can work other styles if he needs to.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Or he is saving all that reckless violence for Xavier Orion who has to be the last man to come out here tonight.

Russell Cunningham : Fresh off of signing a KAWF contract.

[Lazarus is back up to his feet and closes in on Lewis, who is pulling himself up. He lays in a couple quick boots, to prevent Lewis from getting to his feet. Lazarus then takes a step back and lets Lewis
start to get up. As he comes to his feet, Lazarus lays in a wicked European Uppercut which sends Lewis reeling. Lazarus connects with another, that this time, sends Lewis into a corner.]

Prison : There is a brutally physical Adam Lazarus that we all know and love.

[Adam Lazarus hesitates for a moment, before he charges in at Lewis, who is still in the corner. As Lazarus gets close enough, Lewis shows that he was not as out of it as he made things seem. He pulls both legs up and drives them through the chest of Lazarus, sending him down hard to the mat.]

Russell Cunningham : I think Kai Lewis just left an impression of his boots on the chest of Adam Lazarus with that one.

[The momentum of the kick sent Lewis past Lazarus, and he is now standing at the head of Adam Lazarus. He turns to face where he is, and doesn't waste any time and delivers a hard elbow drop to the chest
of Lazarus. Kai Lewis gets right back up to his feet, and pulls Lazarus up with him. He scoops up Lazarus and holds him on his shoulder. He talks a couple quick steps toward the center of the ring before delivering a hard power slam.]

Russell Cunningham : What an incredible running power slam.

Frankie Tha Pimp : And he isn't even British.

[Lewis pauses for a moment, like he is considering if he should go for the pinning attempt or not. That little pause, causes Lazarus to stir a bit and puts the kibosh on that.]

Russell Cunningham : A usually not seen mental hiccup from Kai Lewis. He could have pinned Lazarus just then. At least try to.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Didn't you see Lazarus start moving quickly?

Prison : But all it takes is three seconds to be pinned.

Russell Cunningham : My point exactly.

Frankie Tha Pimp : I hate you both.

[Kai Lewis realizes that he just screwed up, and the look on his face is very telling of that. He grabs Lazarus and pulls him up. He goes for the Irish Whip, but Lazarus is able to reverse it. Lewis goes
toward the ropes, but this time he is able to hook his arms and prevent himself from hurtling toward Adam Lazarus. Lazarus does see this and decides to charge at him. Lewis sees him coming and ducks
him and back drops him over the ropes.]

Prison : The ol up, and over.

Russell Cunningham : But look... Adam Lazarus landed on the ring apron!!!

[Lazarus turns to Lewis and lays in a couple hard right hands. This staggers Lewis back a bit, but not for long. Instead of responding with punches, Kai Lewis reacts with a shoulder to the gut. This is
enough to give Lewis the chance to go for some move. He hooks the head of Lazarus and throws his arm over his head, and gets ready to try an suplex him back into the ring.]

Russell Cunningham : Here comes a nice suplex from Kai Lewis.

Prison : Hey, is it me, or is there a hand next to the feet of Lewis?

Frankie Tha Pimp : TALES FROM THE KRYPT !!!!!!!!!

[Just as Lewis gets Lazarus in the air, a set of hands come popping up and grab the legs of Kai Lewis. They then pull the legs out from under Lewis, and Lazarus goes crashing onto him. These same hands
hold the legs of Lewis so he cannot kick out of the cover attempt. The ref is in a poor position and sees none of this. He only sees the pinning attempt and he makes the count.]



ONEEEEEEEEEE...





TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO











THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE . ..

*_DING DING_*

Jessica Delgado : You winner of the second part of the Gauntlet is ADAM LAZARUS!!!

[Adam Lazarus rolls off Kai Lewis, and Lewis is then pulled out of the ring. The man who pulled him out was none other than Mikey McKay still at ringside..]

Frankie Tha Pimp : McKay was out here the entire time?

Russell Cunningham : I guess so.

Prison : Sore loser.

Frankie Tha Pimp : He should be used to it by now.

[Lewis lands on his feet on the outside and is met with a punch right to the jaw. Lewis counters with a punch of his own. The two are now trading punches left and right. And the crowd is loving it.]

Russell Cunningham : These two screwed each other over in this match, and it seems that the anger is boiling over right now.

Prison : Plus the last month, or two of verbal jabs, and that match they had end in a no contest.

[Neither is pulling back a punch, and this results in KAWF Officials to come running down to ringside.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : Let them fight, this is the most drive we have ever seen out of that joke, McKay.

Prison : Security on top of things tonight.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Damn supercard.

Russell Cunningham : While I don't agree with you on letting them fight, I think you are on the money with finally seeing some heart in Mikey McKay. It has been a while since we seen him like this. Since he lost to Kyle Sommers over in IGA with some cheating tactics.

Frankie Tha Pimp : It's only cheating if you get caught.

[The Officials are able to pull the two of them apart, and drag them down the aisle and into the back. The crowd then grows deadly quiet, realizing what they are about to see. Adam Lazarus has had enough
time to regain some composure and he is waiting patiently in the center of the ring.]

Russell Cunningham : The KAWF Fans have been anxiously waiting for this, and they are going to finally get it tonight. The return of Xavier Orion to a KAWF ring.

Prison : Former streetlife champion.

[After an eternity of seconds, Xavier Orion steps through the curtain to a chorus of thunderous boos. He has an emotionless look on his face, as if the impending violence means nothing to him.]

Russell Cunningham : This is absolutely insane. The anticipation in the arena is so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Your never very original.

[Orion makes it to the ring and walks up the steps, slowly and deliberately stomping on one step at a time. He then steps through the ropes and effortlessly walks right up to the waiting Adam Lazarus. The boos have now converted to cheers, as this crowd is anticipating the first bit of contact between these two men.]

Russell Cunningham : Here it is folks... What you have all been clamoring for... Adam Lazarus versus Xavier Orion!!!

Prison : There are standing there in the center of the ring. Toe-to-Toe... Chest-to-Chest... Eye-to-Eye... And neither is backing down!!!

Russell Cunningham : There the exact same height.

Frankie Tha Pimp : I think I just wet myself......and I'm over here with you all.

[The crowd has now erupted in a chant of "F*** Him Up Lazarus, F*** Him Up!!!" The volume keeps increasing the longer they stare at each other. Finally, and at the same time, both men reach back and begin throwing haymaker after haymaker.]

Russell Cunningham : AND HERE WE GO!!!

Frankie Tha Pimp : Now this is the kind of intensity I like to watch.

[The roof virtually comes off the building as the crowd absolutely explodes. The two men are trying to take the other's head off with each and every punch. A lesser man would have been knocked onto dream
street with any of these punches, but not these two men. Lazarus begins to slow down first, based on the fact that he has been out here wrestling before this portion of the match. That gives Orion the opportunity to change his course of action and lay in a hard knee to the gut. He follows it up with a sickening right hand that sends Lazarus backward toward the ropes.]

Russell Cunningham : Xavier Orion is the fresher man right now, and that might help him in the long run here.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Too bad the KAWF STREET LIFE TITLE isn't on the line.

Russell Cunningham : I wander if it was Orion who wanted this gauntlet match ? A chance to scout Lazarus .. .A chance to get his hands on him when he was more tired than normal.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Lewis, and Mckay's dislike for one another kind of messed that one up.

[Lazarus is on one knee and has an arm on the middle rope. Orion charges toward Lazarus, but unfortunately for him Lazarus sees Orion coming. Lazarus pops up to his feet and uses the momentum of Orion to chuck him out of the ring through the top and middle ropes and to the floor. Lazarus takes a couple steps back and waits for Orion to come to his feet. It does not take much time, and once he does, Lazarus sprints toward him and hits an amazingly vicious baseball slide dropkick.]

Prison : Imagine if they were allowed to be as violent as they wanted??? It would be awesome.

Russell Cunningham : Unfortunately, they cannot.

[Lazarus goes to pull Orion to his feet and instead is met with a headbutt to the stomach. That doubles over Lazarus, thus giving Orion the chance to pull him down to the ground. Orion begins to lay in
some heavy punches, as Lazarus does the best he can to cover up. While this is happening outside the ring, the ref is still inside the ring and realizes he has no choice but to begin a ten count.]



ONE...






TWO...






THREE...


[Neither man notices what the ref is doing, but the crowd sure does. And the place erupts in hatred for it.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : I cannot believe the ref is trying to count these two out.

Prison : This place is going to riot.

Russell Cunningham : Like a just said, unfortunately, they have to follow the rules in this match. So the ref has no choice, but to count them out if he has to. We have seem a few counts tonight, and so far no count outs so maybe they will roll back into the squared circle to finish the fighting.






FOUR...







FIVE...




[Lazarus is able to hook his legs around Orion and reverse him and catch him in a mount. Adam Lazarus is now raining down lefts and rights as Xavier Orion is doing the best he can to buck him off of him.]






SIX...







SEVEN...







EIGHT...



[Just then, Lazarus hears the count and turns and realizes he is being counted out.]

Russell Cunningham : Adam Lazarus just caught on that he might be counted out. He is a proud warrior. He wants to fight, but he wants to win to.

Prison : But from the look of Xavier Orion, I don't think he cares.

[Lazarus gets off of Orion, but before he can do anything, Orion lays in another hard punch. The Phoenix seemingly forgets about the count again and retaliates with punches of his own.]




NINE...



[The anger of the crowd is growing as, both men have given up on winning the match, and now just want to destroy the other man.]




TEN!!!!



*_DING DING_*

Jessica Delgado : This portion of the match has been thrown out by referee Wayne West. The ruling is a DOUBLE COUNT OUT !!!!!!!!!!!

Frankie Tha Pimp : You have got to be kidding me.

Prison : They need to do something quick, because these fans are pissed.

Russell Cunningham : I think they need to first worry about breaking Adam Lazarus and Xavier Orion apart.

[The bell has rung, but neither care at this point. This is just a fist-fight right now. They are trying to hurt the other man, plain and simple. The ref doesn't even have to signal for them, as KAWF Officials come running out for a second time in this match. This time, though, the come flanked with the KAWF Security crew as well. One half of this group begins dragging Adam Lazarus to the back through the aisle, and the other half has moved a guardrail, and is pulling Xavier Orion to another way to the back that goes through the crowd.]

Russell Cunningham : The crowd is angry, Adam Lazarus and Xavier Orion are angry...

Prison : Damn... I'm angry!!!

Russell Cunningham : Letting these two that close without letting them go at it with no rules, I guess this was the only possible result.

Frankie Tha Pimp : If security is out here .. .who is holding Army, and Posse apart back there ?

Russell Cunningham : Hopefully they calmed on there own.

Frankie Tha Pimp : Yea right.

[Neither man is able to escape because of the numbers security brought with them being on the safe side. Orion even throwing punches at security, but both men being forced to the back away from the fans.]

Prison : The show must go on.

Frankie Tha Pimp : This is the show right here.

[Middle of the ramp way each man is able to stop there progress up the ramp way, but not able to get there grasp on each other. The struggle is then stopped, as again security takes control guiding them to the back. You can see one last referee with the streetlife title in hand, obviously going to give it to Lazarus when the time is right.]

Russell Cunningham : Man we need a break . . My voice is fading. The in ring action is so intense. Security has been busy. Harsh words. Everything.

Prison ; Is it intermission yet ?

Russell Cunningham : I th - ..

"THERE IS.... A HOUSE.... IN NEW ORLEANS... THEY CAAAAALLLLLLLL TTTTHHHHAAAA' RIIIIISSSINNN' SSSSUUUNNNNNN!"

[The Boos would begin as the man synonymous with that theme stepped through those curtains and onto the arena stage. Dressed in a dark tan suit, black shirt, brown leather shoes, and a platinum rolex wrist watch, it was the Perfect One, Leon Corella, microphone in his right hand.]

Frankie Tha Pimp : That's what you get for thinking Russ. Here comes Leon Corella of Perfection.

Prison : No time to relax around here. Not tonight.

Russell Cunningham : Get security ready again . ..These fans already want to riot, and this is not the man to send out there to calm them down.

[Casually he would stroll down that entryway ramp with a megawatt smile across his face, hop up onto the apron, and slip into the ring. Motioning with a thumb across his throat, the music would then cut. Corella then brought the microphone to his lips.]

Corella : Well... well... well... It would appear our good "friend" Carson Ray has gone and done something very... very stupid. He bet all his cash on a horse named Tuckwell, and wouldn't you know it... The horse was a broken down nag, and the jockey had severe down syndrome...

[A chuckle would escape his lips as the sea of boos intensified.]

Corella : That's what happens when you literally bet against The Perfect One.... You lose it all. Well I'm going to give Carson Ray a little break, that is if he will come down to ringside right now... .

[A brief pause.]

Corella : If Carson Ray would just willingly come down here... I'll give it to him as a gift... You see, Carson... I can understand you buying Tuckwell's hype... Afterall, he has to be one hell of a sooth sayer to get a guy like you, a hardened criminal, to buy into his crap. Come on Carson... I want to see you come down that ramp and beg me for this money...

[Several seconds would pass and nothing would happen. Corella smirked and continued.]

Corella : This is no time to be Proud Carson... Now come on down, do the right thing... I promise you, I have no ill intentions towards you. If nothing else, I am a man of my word.

[Corella's brow furrowed a bit as the time passed and still, no reaction from the back. He then began to give instructions, as if to a small child.]

Corella : It's simple... you put one foot in front of the other... until you get to ring side.. you then slide over the apron... Get on your hands and knees... and crawl to me... You then say "Please Mr. Corella... I's sorry I ever disrespected you... I needs da' money homey... Please give me dat cash!"

"CORELLA SUCKS! CORELLA SUCKS! CORELLA SUCKS!"

[Leon Snickered, mocking Carson Ray in a whiney tone at the end of the instructions.]

Corella : There you have it people, Leon "The Perfect One" Corella tried to be gracious... Tried to help out a fellow professional in the ring... Well then Carson, How's about this....

[A brief pause.]

Corella : If you just come out here, I'll put this money up for grabs at a Cold Day in Paradise. Maybe you'd prefer to gamble for it instead. We're going to cross anyway's, so why not make it really worth your while? If you can beat me, then you'll get the cash.... if you can't... tough shit, you lose and a couple of guys named Guido and Lenny get to bash your fucking knee caps in!

[Leon snarled as more time passed, his impatience growing.]

Corella : Very well... You've made your choice...

[Suddenly the KAWF theme for the time being "Back in black" hit the house PA, and a booker stepped out from the back. A lovely booker by the name of Sunny Powell came who most diehards know of from the myspace.]

Sunny Powell : KAWF holds you to this agreement Mr. Corella, and should Carson Ray show up at all tonight, then you will be contractually bound to put that money up for grabs at a Cold Day in Paradise.

[Corella whipped his head towards the entrance ramp, glowering at the girl.]

Corella : WHAT?! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! HE ISN'T EVEN IN THE BUILDING YOU FUCKTARD!

[The girl merely shrugged.]

Sunny Powell : Be that as it may Mr. Corella, if he makes an appearance, you are now bound to follow through with your obligation, You heard Outlaw a few weeks ago. Were trying for more truth in our product. Have a good day Mr Corella...

[She then turned and walked off from Corella who stood flustered in the ring. The woman stopped short, looking over her shoulder at Corella.]

Sunny Powell : Besides, you're "Perfect" aren't you? What are you afraid of?

[She then disappeared into the back, Corella fuming in the middle of the ring, his face flushed with anger. The Fans cheering on, already forgotten about the brawl they didn't get to see. Wrestling is so fickle isn't it ?]

"YOU GOT PUNKED!"

*CLAP~CLAP~CLA~CLA~CLAP!*

"YOU GOT PUNKED!"

*CLAP~CLAP~CLA~CLA~CLAP!*

"YOU GOT PUNKED!"

*CLAP~CLAP-.....*

[Here shot the fans a look of pure hatred that was so intense, it managed to silence them for a brief moment and stopped their chant in it's tracks.]

Corella- You jeer now... but that will all change the day I'm wearing Championship Gold around my waist, you fucking inbred sons of bitches will see things a lot differently... you always do... As for Carson Ray, I won't repeat myself... You know what my intentions are, and you know that I will carry them to fruition.

[The Boos at an all time high in the arena, he turned and slipped out of the ring, making his way up the entryway ramp, and through the curtains.]

Russell Cunningham : Well I don't know what to say.

Prison : You don't have to say anything . ..

[With Corella gone, the boo's die down. They die enough for Jessica Delgado to be heard loud, and clear.]

Jessica Delgado : WE WILL NOW TAKE A _MUCH_ NEED FIFTEEN MINUTE INTERMISSION, AND BE BACK WITH MORE KAWF ACTION. WE HOPE YOU WILL USE THIS TIME TO VISIT THE MERCHANDISE TABLES, BUT IF NOT BY THE WEST WING CONCESSION STAND YOU CAN GET YOUR PICTURE TAKEN WITH EITHER JOHNNY SPADES, OR NIGHTSTALKER FOR TEN DOLLARS. THREE DOLLARS OF EACH PICTURE WILL GO TO HELPING FIND A CURE FOR CANCER. THANK YOU.