-- The camera fades in on an aerial view of a highway. Flying up the road is a red oh, I don't know, let's say it's a Ferrari. Anyway, in said car are the two pinnacles of tag team wrestling excellence, Scott Tokage and Dave Drexxelm, the Big Time! They are en route to Little Rock for the big three team tag match at Wednesday Night War. The camera pans all the way down to the passenger side window showing Scott sitting there as Dave drives. The radio is up full blast and both men are singing along to a tune by "The Vandals". The music comes to end and Scott quickly turns the radio off as Celine Dion begins to sing the next "song". He gives a slight shudder at the thought of listening to Celine and begins to speak. --

Scott: So, uh... Hey! You hear what I heard earlier today, Dave? Richards and Modest finally said something about us! It was pretty damn funny. You heard it, right?

Dave: Yeah, I heard. At first I thought it was a commercial for one of those weekend get-away spa things. Then I hear that Michael guy start whining and crying about why he's here. Hey Mikey, if you don't like it here then... How does that saying go? Oh yeah. If you can't take the heat, then get the Hell out of Dodge... or something like that.

Scott: Yeah, something like that. The part I liked was where Thorne started channeling Zeus. ** mocking Thorne's voice ** When I pull the cloud from their feet I'll hurl lightning at them and grill them on an open flame, for I am Thorne, god of all that is British and stupid. Blah blah blah. I want my tea and crumpets!

-- Dave rolls his eyes as Scott laughs at his own joke. --

Dave: All kidding aside, I'm amused at how they talk about how we're underestimating our opponents, yet we have managed to get so deep under their skin it's not even funny. Did you see how pissed Michael was? I think we're doing what we set out for "smashingly" well. They think that because we like to joke around that we can't back up our words. Man will they be in for a shock.

Scott: Those morons can't see talent even when it's flaunted, or sometimes even shoved into their faces. And hey, I thought Thorne was supposed to be this high and mighty Brit that was better than us Americans, but he sounded pretty cheap and petty when I heard him today.

Dave: Yeah, I gathered that too. Even his partner called him cheap when he stated their battle plan. Like we're dumb enough to wear ourselves out on the Kindred and let him and the puppet, I mean Modest rest up. Give me a damn break. Like I said, we're probably the most fun loving guys in this whole federation, but we're not stupid or naive. There'll be six men in the ring tonight, four of whom we'll have to take out.

Scott: And it doesn't look like that will be much of a problem. Two of the guys say they have "nothing left to lose", meaning they've really sucked lately. Don't worry boys, we won't let your losing streak end tonight. When you leave the arena tonight you're recent losing record will go up one notch. It's the least we can do for two imbeciles such as yourselves.

Dave: As for the other two, the undead duo, they're not going to like us much either after we humiliate them. They've seemed to have gone into hiding since their last interview. I guess that's for the best though. Nobody want's to see their pale faces or hear their oh so boring ramblings, although they do make good bedtime stories. One minute of listening to Gangrel and you're out like a light.

-- Scott nods in agreement. He turns the radio back on and stretches his arms. --

Scott: How much longer is it? I'm going crazy in here. I'm ready to beat some heads in, man.

Dave: We're almost there, just be patient. You'll get your chance soon enough.

Scott: I know. I just can't wait. This will be our best match to date. Not two, but FOUR nimrods to pummel. We're gonna have so much fun. Things are looking up for Big Time, partner. No more prelims after tonight. We're on our way straight to the top. You ready?

Dave: Damn straight I'm ready!

-- In the distance Dave can see the arena growing closer as they reach their destination. --

Dave: And there's the place it's going to happen. The start of out meteoric rise to fame and fortune. Let's do it.

-- Scott grins widely and continues to psych himself up for the match. Dave does the same. Join Big Time later tonight at Wednesday Night War for another example of why they are the best damn team in the fed. 'Nuff said. --

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