Canadiankid is in the ring waiting for his opponent Livdeadgirl. Undoubtedly disgusted at the fact he's gonna have to fight a girl who's not Barrister, Ceekay mumbles stuff like only he and that one guy can. Suddenly the undisputed Cslam God hears a disturbing, yet familiar sound...

BURP!!

...followed by a big ol' cloud of tiny little white feathery stuff.

Canadiankid:"Is that...It is!! Turnbuckle stuffing!!"

The master of all that is Cslam's eyes light up as he hurls himself over the ropes to the concrete. Quickly shaking off the unavoidable cobwebs that go with these kind of things, he gets up and runs up the ramp. While he makes his way to the arena entrance/exit in true cheap sentimental movie slow motion fashion, the cloud of wasted turnbuckle begins to clear up, revealing none other than..

Canadiankid:"FLESHIE!!!"

If you didn't see that coming you're George W. Bush.

"CEEKAY!!!"

Canadiankid:"BOBBYBOB!!!"

Bobbybob:"KID!!!"

The two men and the greatest midget in entertainment ever embrace, making it hard for even the toughest of men to keep from crying their little eyes out... Yes, even the ones who laughed when Old Yeller got his cute loyal puppydog brains blown to smithereens, the sadistic bastards...

Canadiankid:"What the hell are you two doing here?"

"I was hoping to find some more turnbuckles here."

Canadiankid:"I was hoping you'd like those."

"I sure did, exxxcellent flavor. So how's thangs in the jolly old CWF?"

Canadiankid:"Nothing much really. Evolver came over though."

"Evolver is cool."

Canadiankid:"Not as cool as Kickball."

"No one is as cool as Pitfall."

Canadiankid:"Bigwall is over like Holyevil at the bingo shack."

"Damn skippy."

Bobbybob:"Gentlemen, the time has come."

"For another delicious turnbuckle dinner?"

Canadiankid:"With some delicious Canadian beer to wash it away?"

Bobbybob:"No my children...There are things even more important than food and alcohol."

Canadiankid:"What the dilly yo?"

"Whut the fook?"

Bobbybob:"I'll explain."