Jackson grabs a mic from ring support and begins to speak to a scattering of cheers.

Jackson: You missed me didn’t you?

Jackson raises his arms in an attempt to embrace the cheers.

Jackson: You damn right you did, I am Jackson Montgomery and this is my show, The Jackson Montgomery White Power Hour. Why white power hour? Because this is the purest talk show on Turmoil. WHITE AS THE DRIVEN SNOW BA-BAY!

Jackson: I’ve come out there to address the issues. It’s time to get it all out, so let me start by saying…

Cactus enters the ring and signals for Jackson to move out of the way as helpers set up the classic Watering Hole setup. Cactus then motions for Jackson to have a seat on the stool while Cactus walks behind the bar and takes out a few different bottles and two glasses of fresh ice.

Cactus: So what’ll it be Mr. Montgomery? Whiskey? Bourbon? Something that will put hair on your already hairy chest? I am sure of it.

Jackson: What the hell is going on? Why did you interrupt me?

Cactus: Calm your tits champ, we’ll get to that soon enough - so what are you drinking?

Jackson: I’ve got a few things to do after this so just make it a triple bourbon with a splash of water and no ice.

Cactus rolls his eyes, tosses out the freshly fixed ice and fixes the drink for Jackson. After sliding it over, Cactus begins to speak.

Cactus: Friends, family, kids who need to go to bed - welcome to the Watering Hole with our very own racist, womanizer, homophobic and ex-Turmoil champ - Jackson Montgomery.

Crowd pops for two of the most beloved men on Turmoil.

Cactus: Seriously Jackson, it’s good to see you. Where the hell have you been?

Jackson: Raising hell in Flora-bama for one! I go on vacation and it seems management has forgotten about me. Nothing on the last two Turmoils for an ex-champion? C’Mon son!

Cactus leans in.

Cactus whispering, just loud enough for the mic to pick up: Tell me about it. I am here every damn week and I can’t buy a match. Just not tickling the right…

Cactus makes a motion with his hands as if tickling imaginary balls.

Cactus: ...the right conjones...

Cactus leans back up and jumps right back into the interview.

Cactus: Jackson, you haven’t been right since losing to Malu. What has happened to our once great champion?

Jackson does air quotes: “Those people” been getting into my head man. First Dennis, then Ed, then Malu, then a slew of others. Versus did right by me and sent me on that nice vacation. One I wouldn’t have taken on my own. Plus, for some reason, the higher ups think I’m racist? At any rate, losing streaks...amirite?

Cactus: Losing streaks. They suck. I mean really, they may be the only streak that really does suck.

Cactus: I mean, there’s streaking - which is always fun, hot streak, streak on the tables at a casino.

Cactus: Lots and lots of good streaks.

Cactus stops and thinks for a moment.

Cactus: Streaks in your pants kinda suck.

Cactus: Eh, nevermind. Maybe not all streaks are good.

Cactus gains his composure and gets back to Jackson.

Cactus: Jackson, you have the stash, the hat, the…

Cactus looks down and shutters.

Cactus, making air quotes with his hands: ...the flag....

Cactus: Be honest, this is a safe place. Are you a racist?

Jackson: SONUVA! CACTUS! I AM NOT A RACIST. I just...it just seems that way because I say things that sound racist.

Jackson pauses for a second.

Jackson: Any who, this flag doesn’t mean I want slaves or anything like that. I’m a proud southern gentleman from Texas. I have been getting a lot of heat backstage about this subject so I went full ‘Merican. Who doesn’t love the good ‘ol US of A?! Beside, I love black people! Maybe not as much as my stable mate Madison, but yea...

Cactus: I can think of some people who might think the USA isn’t all that great.

Jackson: Those people Cactus, are what we down south, call idiot commies.

Cactus: Lot’s of sentences on the internet don’t have them.

Cactus: So what’s next for the champ?

Jackson: Glad you asked. I think...

Austin interrupts Jackson, who’s been interrupted for the second time tonight. Jackson is visibly frustrated. Austin gets in the ring and is nose to nose with Jackson. Jackson takes a step back and raises his hands up in a defensive position.

Jackson: Austin #wait.

Austin clearly doesn’t like the attempt by Jackson to connect with him by using the #hashtag.

Jackson: Ok ok...just wait regularly then. I know since you’ve been back, you haven’t been happy with me. I get it. I did some terrible [bleep] to Sid. I admit, it wasn’t my best moment. I was high on a lot of emotions and with my title shot being taken away, I just lost it. I’ve tried to make it right with Sid, but apparently the hospital staff know who I am and wouldn’t let me in. I will make it right. I swear. I want to put this behind us. Deal?

Jackson sticks his hand out for a handshake and Austin looks around. He looks at Jackson who’s got a dumb guy smile on his face, then down at his hand. He shakes Jackson’s hand and you can physically see Jackson is relieved. Jackson let's go and turns to the Watering Hole to get his drink and as soon as he turns around, #SUPERKICK right to the jaw leaving Jackson laid out in the center of the ring. Austin reaches over to the bar picking up Jackson's drink and takes a sip before he begins to pour it out over Jackson.

Cactus, who’s been sitting and watching this play out, quickly stands up to see Jackson laid out as #Austin leaves the ring and walks backwards up the ramp.

Cactus leans in to talk to the stirring Jackson: So, I take it you two aren’t ok?

Cactus stands back up and shrugs.

Cactus: ...and THAT’S your Watering Hole, Turmoil!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The number one show only on Turmoil and that folks is the watering hole.
	Sophia is in action next... YES!!!

Amber Fowler

vs

Sophia

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Man, that Amber sure has one huge ASS!!!
	She got nothing on Sophia!

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