The scene opens in the kitchens of the saddledome. At the moment the kitchen is fairly quiet, in fact it is almost empty. The only people in it are Sabre and Magenta, currently both these fine wrestling performers are looking at a pretty ordinary loaf of sliced bread. There is nothing out of the ordinary about this bread at all, you could probably buy a similar loaf in your local shop for about 35 pence or whatever that amount of money is in cents. After contemplating the loaf for a few moments Sabre begins to speak.

 

Sabre: Isn't sliced bread great. It's such a simple idea yet it is just so effective. Just imagine if there was no such thing as sliced bread, you'd have to spend about 10 seconds longer making a sandwich because you would have to the great trouble of finding a knife and slicing it yourself and as everyone knows that just so inconvenient isn't it. The amount of time and effort saved from not having to cut your own bread is just so great that I honestly can't think of anything invented or created after which is better than it.

 

Magenta: Come on Sabre there are so many things which have been invented after sliced bread that are better than it.

 

A look appears on Sabre's face it would appear as though he is racking his brains.

 

Sabre: Sorry Magenta I can't think of anything.

 

Magenta: Well what about the internet, surely the ability to send information all around the world in an instant is surely better than just having some food pre cut up for you.

 

Sabre: You might have a point there, the internet is undoubtedly better than sliced bread, but I bet you can't think of anything else can you.

 

Magenta: Well what about space flight surely something which saves just a few minutes of time is not as good as the ability to fly to the moon and maybe one day flying to Mars.

 

Sabre: Well space flight just about pips Sliced Bread but I bet you can't think of anything else can you, because I sure as hell can't

 

Magenta: Well how's about satellites, microwave ovens, organ transplants, computers, submarines, video cameras, aircraft carriers, bagless vacuum cleaners, compact discs and so many more things that it would just take too long to think of them all right now.

 

Sabre: So you're saying that there are many many things that are better than sliced bread.

 

Magenta: That's exactly what I'm saying.

 

Sabre: Well one of our possible opponents this week Joe Burke freely admits that sliced bread is better than he is, and if that's the case then surely since Sliced Bread isn't actually that great therefore Joe Burke can't be that great can he.

 

Magenta: Well you would be right to think that because Joe isn't that great. Sure he's a good wrestler but just like sliced bread perhaps he's a little bit overrated. And just like the fact there are certain things that are better than sliced bread there are certain wrestlers who are just better than Joe.

 

Sabre: And would those certain wrestlers just happen to be me and you.

 

Magenta: Indeed it would be because I just don't think you can doubt the fact that you and I are just superior to Burke. And that if we meet Burke at Highway to Hell me will quite simply beat him. He will probably put up a hell of a fight and maybe stretch us slightly but in the end he will be hit either by a sabrecrusher or a magentacrusher and he will be pinned.

 

Sabre: Oh you're just so right, if Burke manages to get passed Hammer and Assassin he will find himself up against two people who will just what it takes to make sure he ends up taking the loss. And even with his little buddy Middle helping him out he will still take the loss. Middle and Burke simply don't have enough time to get ready for us. Even with all the training that they are apparently doing together they will never be able to get themselves up to scratch in time ready to take on a proper team like you and I. They will barely have enough time to get themselves ready for facing the two big wastes of space Assassin and Hammer. So therefore they have no chance in hell of being able to get ready to face a team like us. Even if they worked non-stop for twenty-four hours a day everyday up until Sunday they will still not be ready and they will still get their asses kicked. Let's face it those on Sunday those tag team belts are going to end up where they belong and that is around our waists.

 

Magenta: Oh I am just so confident going into the match. I just know we are going to win.

 

Sabre: And so you should be Magenta, because with our combined level of skill we are like a juggernaut running over all the other tag team on our way to tag team glory, and there is not a damn thing any of the other teams can do about it.

 

Magenta: Well since we have the tag title wrapped up what about our victory party, is the planning going well for the party.

 

Sabre: It's going great, I've had a word with a few people and they've sorted everything out, the alcohol is ordered, and some big name celebrities have already accepted their invitations. Oh this party will be great and all we need to do to make it the party of the year is to win the belts and given the fact any one who faces us will be sabreized I think it's a given that we will without a shadow of a doubt get the job done

 

Scene fades to black.