You can do it, we can help *Aces*

[punch]

*Jonny Punch stands backstage near a delivery van. All kinds of stuff was being unloaded out of the truck, while Punch gave the orders where to put everything. Fabiola happens into the scene, and curious asks...*

Uhm...Jonny. What the hell is all of this stuff???

I'm glad you asked, my fine lil' latin flower. For the last two weeks, I've got my ASS HANDED to me by that cajun bitch Johnny Aces. Yea, I'll give it to him, he's one sadistic sum'bitch. And tough as nails to boot. But tonight? Tonight Mr. Aces FOLDS.

So what does all this stuff have anything to do with it?

What indeed. You see, I decided to make sure that we have all the stuff needed to make this a VERY interesting fight. So I dipped into some XWA funds and made sure to get some extra tables, a few more ladders, a few more chairs, some 2x4s, Sledgehammers, Garbage cans. All kinds of goodies for what I have planned tonight.

And that is?

Hold on a sec...

*Jonny dips to the front of the truck off camera. After a few seconds, he comes back sporting of ALL things...*



XWA's first EVER HOME DEPOT MATCH!!!

*The crowd's reaction could easily be heard*

A Home...Depot match? We're so getting sued for this...

Damn skippy! A Home Depot match. We're gonna have weapons all under the ring. We're gonna have weapons laying OUTSIDE of the ring. And the way you win? Pinfall, KO, Submission, OR getting your ass put through a table. And this time around, Aces ass is grass, and I'm smokin' it. Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta sign off for all this shit.

*Punch walks out of view of the camera, leaving Fabiola in the shot. All she could do was shake her head. This was going to be absolute madness. But what more could you expect from*

!!!JONNY PUNCH!!!

-Open to response by Aces-

[aces]

Later on in the night, Fabiola catches up with Johnny backstage.

Johnny, earlier tonight Punch made another bold challenge. This time, for something he's calling the "Home Depot" match. It seems like he's pretty much fixated on handed you a defeat here in XWA.

Johnny doesn't waste time in his response.

Iwould call it mo' on the lines of bein' a glutton fa' punishment, cher. Three weeks ago I plum knocked him out. Two weeks ago put his ass ta' sleep. Now he wants the whole shabang. Gotta admire a man who's a true Sadomasochist.

Johnny looks right into the camera, directing his next words to Punch.

But ya' seem ta' fa'get one thing, Punch. I'm an even BIGGER Sadomasochist. I've define my career on the pain inflicted on others. It's what I do, and I'm very good at it. I like a good fight as much as the next guy, but when it comes to dishin' out pain. There ain't a sum'bitch in the game better then me at it. You can call me...THE WEAPON MASTER. Cuz there ain't no object I can't use to beat the hell outta someone. So you wanna git' you a lil' sum'thin' mo' a' Johnny Aces? Fine be me. Tonight, you git' Johnny Aces...in SPADES.

With a sadistic grin on his face, Johnny nods before walking out of the camera's view.

There you have it. Jonny Punch. Johnny Aces. The Home Depot match. This one I've GOTTA see. Back to Buzz and Mike at ringside.

The End