Setting up for the party tonight was hard work, but the hard work is paying off. Everything is ready with A LOT of time to spare. As MAN diligently hands out the invites, Canadian Kid begins to remember about his first "retirement".

CK: Ah yes, it was a warm spring day and Canadian Kid had the itch to go onto bigger and better things at the midget farm.

Killall: The midget farm? That is why you retired?

CK: Can you think of a better idea?

Stache: Midgets are insanely over.

CK: I thought I would be able to continue helping Cslam by producing Grade A midgets since I was no longer going to be a part of Cslam.

Stache: A wise choice.

Killall: So what made you come back? The promise of a million dollar contract from Judge?

CK: WHAT?? Million dollars??? I wish! I prefer to be paid in Canadian funds, I hear it only costs judge a couple hundred bucks a month.

Killall: Ouch. I was lured to the CWFe with an extensive and lucrative contract.

CK: Did it involve moose meat?

Killall: No.

CK: Then you got horn-shwaggled.

Stache: He he he he. Horn-shwaggled.

CK: That also reminds me of a time after I came back and Fleshie came back, but then he soon retired. That was a sad day for me. I mourned for a month.

Stache: Aren't you still mourning?

Killall: Yeah, that Fleshie Shrine in the NS locker room looked like mourning to me.

CK: That's not mourning, that's praying to the god of Cslam for good luck each and every day.

Stache: Yes, that makes sense.

CK: You know, come to think of it, Fleshie never received a proper retirement party such as this, though he did have a FPV named after him. Nevertheless, guys, let's dig out all those boxes from the storage room that's down the hall.

Killall: What for?

Stache: Yeah, what's in them?

CK: Turnbuckles.

For the next hour or two or three, Canadian Kid, Stache and Killall unocover box after box after box of turnbuckles.

Killall: Now what do we do with them?

Stache: I don't think there are enough ring posts for all of them.

CK: No no no my silly friends. We are to line them up in one giant line.

Canadian Kid pulls a map out his pocket and points to two spots on the map.

CK: Alright. We will begin here **points to CWFe Arena** and end up here **points to the Butcher Shop**.

Stache: Huh?

Killall: Fleshie's Butcher Shop?

CK: Is there any other? Now, we must hurry. The turnbuckles should act as bait for Fleshie to come back and perhaps attend Honus' Retirement Par-tay.

Stache: Par-tay?

CK: Like Boo-tay.

Killall: Are you sure that this will work?

CK: Yes. Fleshie cannot resist turnbuckles.

The trail of turnbuckles is started as the excitement and anticipation shows on the faces of the three slammers.