-- When last we saw Scott "The Sh*t" Tokage and "Dynamite" Dave Drexxel, the Big Time, they were packed snugly in the back of a pick-up along with 9 members of the driver's family, heading down towards Mexico. Now for some odd reason we see the two riding donkeys down a deserted dirt road. Scott is in the lead with Dave following close behind, strumming a mariachi guitar. --

Scott: Oh this sucks so hard. I'm bored, thirsty, bored, and do you know anything else besides the bass line to "Another One Bites the Dust"?!

Dave: Not unless you're a big "Kumbaya" fan so stop your bitchin'.

-- The two continue on in relative silence, except for the damn guitar. About ten minutes pass before Scott says something else. --

Scott: How come I haven't seen one 7 - goddamn 11 since we left L.A.?!!?

Dave: Well there was that one place that I wanted to go to called "The Titty Twister" but NOOOO, we gotta get to this match in the next hour or so. You couldn't give me just five minutes.

Scott: * under his breath * two more than you would have needed.

Dave: What did you say?!??

Scott: Nothing dude, just try to keep the pace.

Dave: Hey it's not my fault that I got the slow, fat donkey.

Scott: Just be thanking me that we even have these damn things or else we would actually have to forfeit tonight.

Dave: Well if you hadn't hit on the driver's daughter right after we crossed the border we wouldn't be sitting on these asses right now!

Scott: What do you want? I was bored!! I was trying to get some action on that stupid trip! I made up for getting us kicked out of the truck, didn't I? I got the donkeys.

Dave: Yeah I think those two guys that used to own these donkeys would want to thank you Captain Chlorophorm.

Scott: Hey I didn't hear you reject the idea in advance.

Dave: Well that's true......besides we did them a favor by not beating their two-bit asses.

Scott: I'll tell you something though Dave, the Black Angels won't be as lucky in just a few hours from now. They should be so lucky to get an easy way out.

Dave: Oh yeah, we will get there tonight. Just keep your eyes peeled for signs to the Arena Mexico.

Scott: * sarcastically * As opposed to the millions of signs already zooming past us, right?

Dave: Hey I'm trying to make the best of a bad situation. Would you stop being so damn pessimistic.

Scott: You mean like we're in Hell but let's just enjoy it anyway.

Dave: Exactly, you know this wouldn't be so bad if these donkeys wouldn't stop to take a dump every two minutes.

Scott: Hopefully those guys won't pick up on our trail * semi-amused *.......hey look a sign.

Dave: See? I told you there's still some hope now just sit back, soak in the scenery, and enjoy some fine tunes from your old friend "Dynamite" Dave.

-- Dave begins to sing... badly. --

-- Dave continues singing and strumming as they both ride off into the sunset. Just before the camera fades to black we see some good news, a sign that reads "Arena Mexico -- 2 miles". Well, it looks as if Big Time will make it just in time to beat the living hell out of The Black Angels. And so the "Big Time Mexico Odyssey" nears it's finale. Tune in tonight to Saturday Night Slam for the thrilling action packed conclusion! --

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