We return to Anna Mosity on her “Great Cunt Hunt”, as her and Chuck approach a well figured blonde talking to a handsome staff member. Before she can sneak up on her, Eerie hops from behind a storage crate an yokes the blonde up in a Pepperton Sleeper.

Anna rushes over, Eerie spins the blonde around to face the camera. It’s NOT the Coxtits Cunt, it’s just Jessica Jessie. Eerie reluctantly puts her to sleep, her pigtails hitting the floor first.

Eerie: False alarm!

Anna: Sh*t, I’ll go back this way maybe I missed something.

Eerie: Good, you got a smoke?

Anna hands her a cigarette and they part ways again. Only a few moments later Anna sees another poorly dressed blonde, this time she’s accosting a local jobber for smacking her ass. Anna tries to approach silently again, but the blonde either hears something or smells Anna’s body odor from ten feet away.

Anna: Damn, I thought you were the Coxtits Cunt…

Alexa Hayes looks at Anna with a mix of disgust and confusion.

Alexa: What did you just call me?!

Anna: I SAID...you ain’t Madison Cox!

Alexa gets a dreamy look across her face.

Alexa: I wish….

Anna: What the….get the f**k out the way.

Anna hard nudges passed her, Alexa pays it no mind. As Anna walks away Alexa pulls out a small autograph photo of Madison Cox and strokes it gingerly.

Anna Mosity continues down the hallway putting her ear to every door on the way. Finally she comes to a room where she thinks she hears something interesting.

Inside the locker room, Madison chats with Dennis Black via webcam as he preps overseas.

Madison: I CAN'T BELIVE YOU SIDED WITH NATE!!!!!. I'm SOO ANGRY.......(She looks at the Turmoil and Television Championship beside Dennis and her tune changes)

Madison: But I think I can learn to forgive you.....So! How's Japan going? I'm surprised your internet can connect with the USA… don't they restrict that kind of thing? You know, the whole “Ni hao, Big Brother Bing is always watching” type of thing?

Dennis: Um no… I think you're thinking of North Korea?

Madison: Oh. Well, wherever sushi is a staple is good in my book! Anyways, while I hope you're continuing to keep your eyes on the prize and staying focused, I also hope you're taking this opportunity to relax… get your mind and body ready for Wrestlution.

Madison: This is the pinnacle of what a whole year's worth of work has been for, Dennis. The dominance...we’ve earned this. And besides! It isn’t as if you’re going to have a rocket attached to your back only to be dominated by a hall of famer in seven minutes…

Dennis: That’s absurd Madison, is such a thing possible? To lose SO badly after SO much hype?

Madison: Not if your name is Dennis Black!

The two share a laugh.

Dennis: Anyway, I know, and you're right… it just doesn't make it very easy when all you see are the posters plastered everywhere for our match. I mean, these people LOVE Matsuda. I looked at the poster and saw his blown up image taking up half of the poster. Then I noticed what I thought was a small stain or fine print on the bottom right, and it was actually our cutout. The favorite is obvious here…

Madison: Forget all that.

Madison looks down and begins to toy with the buttons on her blouse. She looks back up and gazes into the webcam.

Madison: Dennis… it's been a long and hard year… maybe it's time that I give you a little treat. I want you to sit back and relax… make yourself comfortable. Take your mind off of all those awful fans rooting for that peasant. Just focus your eyes… here…

Madison begins to slowly unbutton her blouse and takes it off, allowing it to fall to the floor. Dennis sits up quickly in his chair half out of shock and half out of sheer excitement. He stares closely at his computer screen as Madison begins to put on a show.

Madison continues to dance sensually in her bra and pants, when suddenly-

Dennis: Madison!! Wait!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Good heavens!
	Jesus!

Drago Cesar vs K.D Angelo

The camera pans to the announce team.

	WHAT THE HALE!
	Hmmm!

Jack and Leon sit in the corner of the cell, while Luther switches between rocking back and forth on his bed, and yelling out his cell door. We catch him yelling out of his cell door.

Luther: I have two new bitches in here, and there's not a damn thing any of you C*NTS can do about it!!

Leon looks over at Jack.

Leon: This better be part of the plan.

Jack, in the middle of rolling a joint, looks back at Leon and shrugs.

Jack: Maybe. Luther's unstable to put it mildly.

Luther, sittin on his bed, hears footsteps outside of his cell.

Luther: I knew you'd come you bastards. Come in and get your F*CKIN BITCHES BACK!

Leon: You know Luther, I don't think this is the best way to start an alliance.

Luther: (standing up, and preparing to fight) F*CK OFF C*NT, STAND UP!!

Luther grabs a jar from his bed, and picks up Leon.

Luther: Rub this on my back and legs.

Leon: Nope. Nope! I'm out. This isn't worth it, lock me up, I'm good.

Luther grabs Leon by the collar.

Luther: Do you want to get out of this F*CKING SH*THOLE?!

Leon: Of course, but I'm not lubing up a grown ass man to do it.

Luther: It's grease you f*cking whiney c*nt. I'm not letting these bastards hold me down. Now, rub some on, and then get bare f*cking naked and do it to yourself.

Leon: Jack I...

Leon turns to Jack, who's already completely naked and hiding bags of...what we can safely assume is drugs up his starfish.

Leon: F*ck it.

Leon puts the grease on Luther, gets himself buck ass nekked, and greases himself up. Jack waddles over to the two men grabs a little grease and looks at it for a second...

Jack: This would have made what I just did a whole lot easier.

The three men, stand by the door, ready to fight. Luther, smiling insanely. Leon with a determined look on his face, and Jack with an uncomfortable look on his face trying to find a comfortable position with his right leg, while keeping his left on the ground. Luther looks back at the men.

Luther: We take the first group out and head left down the hallway.

The door unlocks and begins to open, when Luther rips the door open and punches the guard in the throat. Rips off his helmet and smashes it into the next guard, sending him into the small collection of guards behind him.

Leon leaps off of Luthers bed onto the guards as they stumble, knocking one after another unconscious. Luther gets grabbed by a guard and Leon notices, turns around and delivers a superkick to the guard, rendering him useless. Luther throws the guard off of him, and kicks his head while he's down.

Luther and Leon rip through the guards like nothing, and after a few minutes of violence, there lays a pile of guards outside of Luthers cell.

Luther and Leon standing side by side, bloody, bruised knuckles, and shiny and naked like newborns. Jack peeks his head around from inside the cell.

Jack: I just can't get comfortable!

Luther and Leon, breathing heavy, look back at Jack.

Leon: Really?!

Jack, just at that very moment, lets out a squeaky little fart.

Jack: That'll do. Let's get out of h...

Leon: No, we need to make a pitstop. I'm not going home empty handed.

Leon walks down the hallway to the right, Luther and Jack follow as the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Looks like a prison break!
	Smells like freedom!

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