Come N' Git It!!! (Syrus,Samson,Sonya)

[tEH dOOlEyS]

"Into The Void" begins to plays throughout MSG, and the fans give a mixed reaction to the arrival of The Dooleys to ID08.

Roach: Hey...do I here some cheering from some of the fans here?

BuZZ: Sounds like it. Looks like your "Redneck Rejects" have some fanhood in the Big Apple?

Roach: Why? These guys are vile, despicable, evil, psychotic human beings!

BuZZ: I think you just explained the reason right there, heh heh...

The trio of brothers walk down to the ring looking overconfident in themselves. A fan on the side has sign that says "Dooleys Rooley" that Bull grabs and shows to the camera. From close up you can hear a mix of cackles ranging from "you rock" to "you suck" as they roll into the ring. Spaz snatches the mic from the ring announcer...

Spaz: Well, well, well...we's in the Biiiiiiiiiiiiiig Apple tonight now ain't we? (moderate cheap pop ) You remember the last time we was here in New York City, Bull?

Bull: Uh...wait a minute...













Um...













Punt: ...

Spaz: Asshead. Come to think of it, I don't remember ma'self...HA HA HA!!! Was prolly too damn drunk anyway! Anyways...there's a couple things that can be said about you New Yawkas, ya'll love a winner...(camera pans out to show a few fans in attendance sporting the local teams' apparel-namely Mets, Giants and Yankee stuff)...and ya'll especially love a good fight! Well tonight, you're gonna git one good and proper. Last week, Syrus The Entertainer decided he wanted to play superhero when we was gittin' our mack on with that hot redheaded slice Sonya, and then he brought that fake superhero Samson along with him!

Now we coulda beat the shit outta them right then and thar, but then what would would we do tonight?

Punt: Get hammered at the Hustler Club?

Spaz: Naw, that's later. ;D For tight now, we's gonna git us some! Just like I called it before...you two git down here and bring the redhead witcha so she can watch you get DOOLEYSIZED!!!

[Syrus The Entertainer]

To the tune of Syrus' themesong, the trio in question come out to the stage in response to Spaz. Each one of them has a microphone, but it's Syrus who speaks first.

You know what this is all about, brah? The fact that yo asses have no respect for a lady! This ain't prehistoric times where it's like "me want you now", hit a chick over the head with your club and drag them home. If you were born ten million years ago then there wouldn't be a problem, but this is the 21st century! You gotta come correct brotha, you gotta have some charm, some class and some respect if you wanna catch a ladies attention, and all three of you are lacking in all of the above.

It's like the old Temptations song, "Treat Her Like A Lady". Now I can't help it if your pick-up skills suck, but ya'll went on and decided to make this into something physical, and like I said to you before, Samson and I were looking for some opposition, because we're officially jumping into the Tag Team thang as of right now.

You're lookin' at the Superman and the Star of the Show, so I think it's safe to say that you can call us The SuperStars from here on out.

Roach: So is that an official team name? I guess so...

Now, Ms. Sonya's got somethin' she wants to say here, so we're gonna give her the floor now, and you boys are gonna try to act like gentlemen and let the lady speak. Sonya?

[Sonya Robbins]

Well, it's like this. You boys want to play rough? You think that you can just do whatever you want to whoever you want? Well these two are going to show you that just doesn't flow.

All that macho rough crap, if you ask me...is just you overcompensating for something. Is that what this is all about, hmm? For all the talk about how you like it dirty and all that, I bet you're probably packing a sampler if you get my drift.

Sorry Spaz, but I go for guys who have a little MORE to them. Get it? MORE?

[tEH dOOlEyS]

Spaz: W...W...WHUT!? You tryin' ta say that I got a small package!? Hey, ain't that a wrasslin' move thar?

Bull: Yup...

Spaz: Coo. ANYWAY...You got some nerve you little bitch! You ain't even seen Big Spazzy before dumpling...and there's a reason why the call me BIG Spazzy too. Punt, hold this microphone...imma about to show this chick sumthin' she's gonna be beggin' for!

Slamming the mic into Punt's chest, Spaz starts to reach for his fly...

Roach: What the? Oh hell no, somebody's gonna need to stop this...

[superman]

Waaaaaaaaait a minute!!! Don't you know there are children watching this? You did not just try to whip it out just to prove a point there! I heard a lot about you Dooleys and now that I'm seeing it for myself, it's all true. You've gotta be the most rude, tasteless, low moraled men on the planet, and seeing as this is pro wrestling and all, that's saying a lot!

It's already clear that Sonya here ain't interested or impressed with anything you've got to offer. The only ones you need to try and impress tonight is Syrus and I, and I think you've got as good a chance with that as you do with the ladies!

[tEH dOOlEyS]

Punt: I have you know Kal-El...if that's yer REAL name...that us Dooleys can have any woman in the world we wanted to! Especially me, girls think I'm cute...like Snoopy! ;D SO SCREW YOU SUPERMAN!!! Shut yer face before I shove some kryptonite up yer ass!!!

Spaz snatches back the microphone.

Spaz: We ain't here to impress nobody, boy! What's gonna happen tonight isn't gonna impress none of the people. It's gonna downright disgust them! It's gonna make 'em sick! It's gonna make them wonder how we Dooleys can sleep at night being the evil bastards we are!

And the answer to that is like cute, itty bitty little babies. Ain't cute gonna be happening to you two peckerwoods though! Matter of fact Sonya, I don't even like you anymore! We coulda been somethin' special! We coulda been great fer each other, but now...after we're done leaving your boys here bloody pulps, I reckon that we lay you out right along with 'em! Ooooooooo...the more I think about it the more I like that idea.

[superman]

Spaz is getting riled up, and meanwhile so is Samson.

Oh, you must be looking for trouble then, buddy boy! Anyone who even thinks of putting their hands on a lady in the not-so-nice way, is a person that I personally want to flatten like a pancake.

This isn't even a matter of get through us to get to her, you're not even going to get that far. I predict a SUPERSIZED hurtin' coming your way. You can thank me later.