JJ: Welcome back wrestling fans, we have a humdinger of a show for you today.
Max: Oh Boy JJ, this is going to be great. Tell them about the match. Woo Hoo!
JJ: Settle down Max. I'm getting to that! Okay folks, we have a very special match for you. Phoebe and Rosie in a Butterscotch Pudding Match!
Max: YES!
JJ: With special guest referee Silicon Sally!
Max: YES! Pinch me JJ, I must be dreaming!
JJ: I will do no such thing! I see that we are ready to get things started here.
Marv: Ladies & (especially) Gentleman, This will be a special Butterscotch Pudding Match. Now entering the IWF Arena please welcome...
It's the Fist of RAAAAAAAGGGGGEEEEE!
JJ: My God! It's The Rage! What is he doing here?
Max: Go away you idiot, or your gonna ruin the greatest day in my life!
Rage: Well FEAR, I know you can hear me. I don't know how you did it man, but you somehow managed to get the cast of Three's Company to come to the World Famous IWF Arena while you Larry and Max teamed up on me. Yes, very impressive indeed, especially since Mr. Roper has been dead for years. I know you are desperate to get me out of the IWF, but your gonna have to kill me to do it. I think its obvious to everyone online that this Ring is not big enough for the both of us. You have been trying to get rid of me by beating the crap out of me every week, and I respect that! But, I've decided that it's time to take another approach. A weeks ago I started a non-violent campaign to have you removed from the IWF. I put a simple sticker on my car, that expressed how I feel about you.
That's right Fear. I want you out of this company, just as much as you want to get rid of me. But something starting happening that I think you need to know about. I've been all over this great country and you know what? Every city I go to, I see cars that have stickers that say "NO FEAR", it's true! Millions of people feel the same way I do. We want NO FEAR in the IWF! Just remember that every time you see one of these stickers, that there is a loyal IWF fan driving that car. A loyal fan that loves The RAGE and hates your guts. Who knows they just might start putting "No Fear" on hats, T-shirts, surf boards, whatever it take to get the message across, to Mr. Gruberman that you don't belong in "MY" league!
JJ: I don't believe what I am hearing.
Max: I don't believe we're all missing the Butterscotch Pudding Match for this crap!
JJ: I wonder if Fear is going to come out here and respond to what Rage is saying.
Max: Not quite yet.
JJ: How in the world do you know that?
Max: I'm still his Ma..., huh, I mean, biggest fan. Gee, I wonder if his going to come out here, hehe!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
JJ: My God! It the president of this great company Ed Gruberman. I'm sure he has a lot to say about this war between Fear and Rage.
Ed: Now hold on just a minute Rage! What is this crap I'm am hearing about "Your" league? Is that the league where you standing around talk about wrestling, but not actually doing any wrestling? I pay you to get in that ring everyday, but I don't pay you to stand around with a microphone putting my audience to sleep with your boring drivel. You use to be a hell of a wrestler, what happened to you. You have not had a decent match in years. And another thing. Did I hear you said the words "Non-Violent Campaign"? That right there is grounds for termination. I should fire your Gandhi ass right here and now!
JJ: Dang, some tough word from the boss!
Rage: Whoa, hang on Mr. Gruberman, sir. That won't be necessary. I've got things under control. I have a little business with Fear. Come on, I'm the IWF Champ, remember?
Ed: No I don't remember. If you the IWF Champ, then where the hell is the Belt?
Rage: Well, uh, Hugh took it sir.
Ed: And did you get it back?
Rage: Uh, well, he put my car into a car crusher, then he put the Belt in the car and...
Ed: How can you allow something like that to happen? You make me sick. You call your self the Champ and you cannot even hold on to your belt. You ain't no Champ! You're a joke.
JJ: OH MY GOD! Rage has the boss in a sleeper hold. Somebody put a stop to this.
Max: Now!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Fear: Don't be stupid Rage! Put the boss down.
JJ: Oh thank God, Rage let the boss go. Rage is focused on Fear.
Ed: Gasp, nice to see you still have it in you Rage. You might really be a Champion after all.
Rage: Huh, what are you talking about?
Ed: Being a champion. Of course your going to need a belt! Bring it out Max!
JJ: MAX! What in the tar-nation is going on.
Max: Here you go Sir!
Rage: MY BELLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTT!
JJ: I can't believe my eyes. It the IWF Championship Belt.
Ed: You want this belt, it's yours. All you have to do is pin Fear in that ring.
Rage: Sure, you name the time and place, and I'll be there! Hey, I know, how about a pay-per-view in a few months.
Ed: You want this belt, you have to pin him here and now!
JJ: My God, were going to have a championship match here tonight.
Rage: Uh, Okay!
Ed: And another thing. If you don't win...YOU'RE FIRED!
Ding
JJ: Fear and Rage are going at like you won't believe. Rage is literally fighting for his life. I don't know what Max's role in all of this is, but it appears he is Fear's manager again. He's at ring side giving instructions to Fear. Mr. Gruberman is holding the IWF Championship Belt. It's the most beautiful thing these eye's have ever seen. And if Rage does not win it here tonight, this will be his last match in the IWF. Rage appears to be in control. Nice whip to Fear into the ropes. Fear counters with a flying clothes line. Oh no, Rage is down! Fear is setting him up for the Fear Smear, if he connects it's all over...RAGE counters DDT! Oh my god people, RAGE can win this thing, get his belt back, and keep his job. Rage is going upstairs to the top rope. It's atomic elbow time!
Whack!
JJ: NOOOOOOOO! Max you bastard! Max just leveled Rage with a steel chair. It's unfair stop the match.
Ed: Shut the hell up! I said Rage has to pin Fear, anything else goes. If he can't do it, then he's fired. How would you like to join him!
JJ: I'm just calling the match, sir!
Max: Now, fellas!
JJ: What the? It's Pain, Hugh and Larry! What the hell are they doing here!
JJ: NO! this ain't right! For the love of God stop this. Folks you won't believe this there are 6 men in the ring all stomping a mud hole into Rage. He's a bloody mess. I can't even look at him. Oh, this is wrong!
JJ: What are you doing over here?
Max: So what do you think now JJ? Don't you love it when a plan comes together?
JJ: Plan? What plan? I know you didn't like the Rage, but this is insane. Did you plan this?
Max: That's right JJ. Think about it. Hugh and Pain under the ring at "Rage in the Cage". Larry steals Rage's car, then gives it to Hugh. Then Hugh and Pain crush the car!
JJ: Yeah, but the crushed the belt too!
Max: That's what we wanted you to believe. How about those matches between Fear and Larry, and Hugh driving the ambulance? Then Fear and Larry teaming up on Rage! It was all apart of my plan. And you all fell for it, especially Rage.
JJ: You're evil! Make them stop. They're killing The RAGE!
Max: Yeah so! I'm doing him a favor. He would never survive without the IWF anyway!
JJ: You proved your point. Just pin him and end this.
Max: Hey Champ!
Willie: 1...2...3!
Marv: Here is your Champion...FEAR!
JJ: No, this can't be. Fear is the Champ! And a great career has just ending savagely! Rage is lucky to get out of here with his life. They pushed Rage out of the Ring.
Ed: Get the hell out of my Ring! You're Fired!
JJ: Rage is on his feet and is walking out of here. So long old buddy, things won't be the same with out you.
JJ: Well Folks I am sick to my stomach! I am ashamed for what has happened here. It's been going on all this time and I didn't even know it. Now Rage is gone. Fear is the Champ. I don't have a broadcast partner. And there is a new deadly colilition in the ring. I can't believe I'm going to say this, but it appears to be masterminded by Max Rakus & Ed Gruberman. But worst of all, we didn't get to see the Butterscotch Pudding Match. Looks like they are still celebrating in the ring. Please excuse me while I go puke my brains out. Good night people!
