"Ok. So, for one night only, I'm back. Gotta do this right."

Reeve appears.



WELL LEMME TELL YA SOMETHIN' MEAN GENE!!! The Reeve-ster's been gone a long, long time JACK, longer than that Big Black Dick Voodoo Daddy Mr. XWF wth the People's Cock off the Top for that lemon-lime penis drop long DADD-AYYY!!! And dude, if you think for even ONE cotton-pickin' minute that some ASS such as you's gonna take a REAL AMERICAN's title, a SID FEDERWEIGHT staple and turn that shit into some stupid, commie pinko bullshit like the gat damn ungrateful muddafukkin' FUCKIN' NORTH KOREAN CRIMINAL WEIGHT BELT JAMAICAN CRIMINAL WEIGHT TITLE well brother, you've got another thing comin' at'cha, live and in livin' COL-LAHHH!!!

Reeve appears again.....



Yo. Joe, I'mma break you off a lil sumpin sumpin, and it goes like THIIIS--

America the beautiful, whoopin that ass like there aint no tomorrow
You might want to be the best, but that ain't a name we'll let you borrow
You kick it with llamas and fuck goats every day
Pick up an emu for a roll in the hay
I really don't know Jamaica, but all you foreigners are the same



That's a good band tho, but anyway--
You wanna win a belt and flaunt, well go 'head little boy
But I'mma take your Jamaican bong, turn that shit into a sex toy
Shove it so far up yo' azz you'll be singin' Hallelujah
I'mma keep pumpin' you full a smoke, then I'mma a blow a niggah
Leave you such a bloody mess even ya mam wouldn't know ya
Leave ya lookin' like roadkill on the tip of my gun
Take a few shots, whether they be bullets or cum
Drop you like a bad habit, go for the pin
If you reppin' Jamaica, you know 'murica's gonna win
Have Austin lick you from head tah toe
Have Luca have ya screamin' and beggin' fah mo'
Have Rebel Star chompin' that cherry Tootsiepop
And finish in your eye, you half-rate king of J-Pop
Pop you in your eye wit ' my sabre deluxe

Cuz when your name's Reeve Gordon? You just don't give a---

|rado edit|

Regular Reeve appears.



Reeve hits The Finale reverse DDT, and pins a drunk and passed out Jimmy. An ape man goes to make the count;
















ONE, TWO, THREE!!!


















I MEAN ONE, TWO--



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1..........2...........2 1/2..............

And a three.

Gladiator salutes the new champion, Reeve Alexandra Gordon

I was sleepin' off me celebratory high, mon, what 'appen?

Ohhhh...

Damn.

Well, at least I still be 'avin' this 'ere sticky green to smoke. 'Ey Reeve... you want to be hittin' this joint bruddah?

Sure, 'mon'.

--Reeve accepts the weed, takes a hit, before blowing out three ringlets, followed by somehow blowing a smoke arrow through the three. He smirks, before passing the bud back, and patting Jim on the shoulder while he holds his newly won title over his other shoulder.

"Peace, bruh. Stay irey. ^__^ "

--fade