The scene opens up to Ezekiel Carter-Williams sitting in a chair with his bottle of water. He goes for another drink of water but a little misses his mouth and hits his chest, making it glisten. He is just so fucking sexy, it makes no sense whatsoever. He just makes my anal moist.

Long time no see, eh? Well I have a reason why I took time off. It’s simple really, I had to spend some quality time with Minxs. She wanted to get the Five Generation of Carter-Williams dick, and boy did she get it. I even did the tornado, ya know the thing where I wiggle my hips while I’m slam dunking in that poontang.

Ezekiel gets up and demonstrates. He is just so fucking sexy, I’ll drink his bath water.

But now I’m back and what does management do? Put me in a match with a sheep fucking cum guzzling faggatron and an ass eating penis jerking carpet muncher. Man oh man, good one guys. You sure did put me with the “cream of the crop.”

First there’s Waylon. Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I? I’m the motherfucker who beat AIDS, I’m the motherfucker who made Minxs the sex craving maniac she is today, I’m the motherfucker who fucked Alexandra Callaway so hard, and she turned out to not have a baby. Who the fuck are you, son? A fucking hillbilly dick suck cum lord, craving the many cocks of the XWF.

So Waylon, let me give you a fair warning, I will walk into Monday Madness, look you in the face. Kick Cain in the balls and shove his head completely up your ass like so:

Now that I am done with the faggatron 9000, I will speak on my next opponent. The RWX Champion, CAIN! OH SHIT, YOU’RE A CHAMPION. GUESS HOW MANY FUCKS I GIVE!

Ezekiel lifts up his hand and makes a “zero.” HAHAHA he is just so funny, I love him!!!

The only reason you’re champion is because I left. If I would’ve stayed, I would’ve ran your ass out with my AIDS filled dick. I hear you completely because, I can see that you come to kill… Waylon. That’s who you meant right? Because there is no fucking way in hell that you’re going to kill me. I beat death’s ass 2x Better than Luca Arzegotti. You might as well not even show up, because I if you do then I’ll just beat the living shit out of you.

Literally, there’s going to be little shit turds everywhere, like it’s going to be so bad.

If I can make a suggestion, I'd suggest neither of you to show up. Just forfeit if you know what's good for you. I can already see Waylon quitting to go fuck the legendary bloody tampon of John Black's, but this is mostly for Cain. If you know what's good for you, just drop your title in the middle of the ring, get on your knees and beg for mercy. Then I'm gonna call my boy Peter Gilmour out here so you can suck his dick.

So, make a choice boys. Make a choice.

The scene fades to black as Ezekiel gets up and walks out of the camera view. That sexy ass motherfucker, I just want to suck the skin off his dick!!!!!!