The camera pans to the ramp!

The Steve motions for the ring announcer to toss him a mic, which he does. The Steve paces the ring a moment, rubbing his nose as if something was irritating it, like if there was some white powder up there. Finally, The Steve stops pacing and raises the mic to speak.

The Steve: McGee, it’s time for you to man up and come out here for the beating you rightfully deserve.

The Steve waits a moment for the OCW Champion Sean McGee to come to the ring, but no one comes.

The Steve: The Steve knew you were a punk bitch. You’re too afraid to do anything unless you have the numbers game on your side, or unless it’s a sneak attack. The Steve thought you weren’t afraid of us ‘dinosaurs’.

The Steve waits another moment for McGee to show up.

The Steve: The Steve gets it now...you’re not man enough to face The Steve alone. You don’t deserve to wear that OCW Championship belt around your waist. You’re an embarrassment to yourself, OCW, and to…

The camera pans to the ramp!

The Steve: How nice of you to finally show up, McGee. What took you so long?

Sean McGee snatches the mic out of The Steve’s hand.

Sean McGee: None of your business, old man. I’m the OCW champion...I don’t take orders from some has been that hasn’t been relevant in years. I am somewhat impressed though. I’ve kicked your ass for the last two weeks, and yet you still keep coming back for more. Tonight will be the last time this happens though. After I’m done leaving you a bloody mess, you won't even be able to drop a deuce without the use of a colostomy bag.

The Steve snatches the mic back from McGee.

The Steve: The Steve sees you at least came alone. That’s good, because turnabout is fair play!

The camera pans to crowd!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	HOLY!
	BEEP

Editors Notes

Learn To End Matches yall!

-J