Monday, May 22nd 2000:  Monday Night Mutilation
Card #5 - Match #3

Final Words

Authour:  Alexander Michael Quinn (LimousineDriver) [President]
Match:  None.
Rules:  None.
Titles: None.
Commentators: None.

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(The Viewscreen flickers on for the audience, before closing time. 
 LD is sitting in his office with his wife.)

Alex: I would like to congratulate all of you and thank you in person 
     for making the HDW work.  Even with Apoc's negative attitude and 
     a rough start,  we're doing just great, and I hope that we 
     improve in levels of magnitude over the next few months.  Let's
     really make a mark in E-Fed history!

(The audience cheers)

Alena:	I would also...

(The door to his office opens and Super Rainbow Ribbed Condom Man walks
 in.)

Alena:What is this?

C-Man: I'm making a statement!  Now I have my OWN stable!  Made up of 
      the best help money can buy!

Alex: Um, so what,  register on the Stables page, and we'll post it.

C-Man: Later,  first I want to have the sweet victory of defeating the
      only stable we officially have;  a pathetic one at that!

Alena: You mean,  Fractured Exodus?

C-Man: That's right,  with my two bodyguards,  we'll take your stable
      anytime!

(The door to the office opens again, surprising the two bodyguards.  A 
 hand shoots out,  tearing the Adam's apple of one bodyguard,  and a 
 kick literally sends another bodyguard cracked into the wall, knocking 
 him out.)

Gothic: Problems?

Alex: No,  our little wrestler seems to have a problem with our stable.

Gothic: Does he now?

C-Man: Um...I withdraw my complaint and would just like to say,  uh,  
      (quickly) what a nice job you're doing...bye!

(Condom Man runs for his life.)

Alex: Ookay...Honey, what did you want to say?

Alena: It's okay,  we'll talk about it later.

Gothic: Well,  goodnight everybody.  Oh yes,  LD, you have about two
       stacks of paperwork waiting for when you left us last.

Alex:  Goddamnit.