Round 2 (Promo/Punch)

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After a couple matches had gone by in the program. Camera's cut back to the gorilla position where Jimmy Vain is standing by, getting ready to cut a promo:

Jimmy: Punchy...Punchy...Punchy ! I'll give ya credit my man. You 1-upped the Wreckless Youth last week. Perhaps I underestimated you due to your drunken state of mind last week. But that's okay, as they say. Every dog has his day. But out of that match, I couldn't help but overhear that you love tables. And since we didn't have the opportunity to use one. I figured hey, why not use them here tonight !

Big pop from the crowd ensues.

Jimmy: We know we both love lighting tables on fire. But question is, who's going through it tonight. You know I can handle going through a table, much less a flaming table no problem. But can you really handle the agonizing pain of seeing and smelling your own flesh being burnt to a crisp ? As much as you put yourself out to be a tough guy, I don't think you can handle that.

Vain walks away from the camera, back towards the dressing room area to get ready. Looks like we may have a 'Round 2' between Jonny Punch & Jimmy Vain here tonight, in a Tables Match. Will Punch accept ?

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A few segments and a break later, Takedown comes back on to Jonny Punch sitting backstage in his beat up lawn chair, with his trusty cooler by his side. Fabiola wanders into the familiar setting shaking her head.

Uhm...Punchy. What the hell are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing? Training.

Fabiola rolls her eyes wondering how it is she always gets into these situations when Punch is around.

And tell me again how sitting around pounding down beer is training?

It's real simple. The alcohol helps numbs the pain. 8 of these babies and I could get kicked in the face by Steven Higby and not feel a damn thing. At least not until the next day...*heh heh*.

You do realize that Jimmy Vain has challenged you to a rematch this week. A Table Match, right?

He did?

Uhm...Yieah.

Seriously?

Seriously.

You're...not just sayin' this to get me to leave so you can swipe one of my beers, right?

No Jonny. I'm not going to swipe a beer...

She rolls her eyes again. Jonny pops up from his chair.

Well then, sounds like I get to have me some more fun at the poor retard's expense. The dude must seriously have a pain fetish. Me? In a Table Match? Who am I to deny the fans what they want. Vain wants wood? I'll give him wood. Uhm...that didn't come out right, did it?

No...not really. *Giggle*

Now Jonny rolls his eyes.

Been tryin' to get in her skirt for 2 years now, and I get a chuckle out of her when I slip up on a wood joke. Figures. ANYWAYZ, Vain wants another walk on the Hardside, he's got one.

He grabs a can of beer for the road.

But before that, a lil' more liquid motivation. Care to join?

Uhm...I'm gonna pass on that one. Later, Punch.

Fabiola continues on her way. The scene ends with Punch singing a little beer song.

99 Bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer...ya' take one down and crack it over someone's head...then get busted for assault. What the f*ck? Can I help it if the metrosexuals can't take bottle over the damn head?

Another moment of randomness brought to you by Jonny Punch. At least the match wouldn't be that way. The end result...someone's getting put through a table. Wholesome family fun for all.






















































THAS THA' END, BITCH!!!