On their way out of the executive suites after signing their brand new XWF contracts, P.W.T. see Marf Swaysons in the hallway.

"Hey you! You're the X-Treme Champion, yeah?" Tanya asks.

Marf nods after Spider lights up a Newport.

"Well not for long! Got you!"

Spider stuffs the lit cigarette into Marf's face and then knocks him senseless with a running clothesline. He then pulls the champion up in a wheelbarrow as Tanya climbs on top of a shelving unit lined with plaques and awards. Tanya flies off with a seated senton and lands right on Marf's throat and chest as Spider bends back in the wheelbarrow suplex!


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Marf kicks out immediately and quickly gets back to his feet, ready to brawl. Spider and Tanya square up with him but both are unaware of the huge shelving unit Tanya just leapt from is slowly tipping over.

Lemme guess, he won the wet T-shirt contest back when y’all met?

Marf smirks and takes a step back as the two weirdos are seething with anger now. That anger quickly turns to shock and pain as the shelving unit finally crashes down on top of them both. Marf laughs as the glass shatters and random awards and memorabilia fly out all around. A framed picture slides over and hits Marf’s foot. He picks it up and reveals it to be a wonderful glam shot of the one and only Corey Smith. Marf frowns and looks around before breaking the frame. He pulls the photograph out and stuffs it in his pocket while speed walking away.

…stupid, sexy Corey…