(The camera fades in as a limo pulls up to the Trump International Tower in Las Vegas where this Saturday's Savage Saturday Night show will be held. The driver hastily opens the back door where out steps the newest member to the XWF, Kitt Kennedy. Kennedy glares at the driver.)

Kennedy: What took you so long? Are you really that frigging slow in the head or do you try really really hard to be this ignorant?

Driver: I'm sor-

(Kennedy holds his hand up to silence the driver.)


Kennedy: Zip it dumbass. Grab my bags and take them to my dressing room.

(The driver quickly moves around to the back of the limo to grab Kennedy's bags as Kitt makes his way into the building. Kitt walks down the long corridor and sees a few of the backstage crew working on setting up for the show. Kitt grabs a chair from one of the guys, sits down and props his feet up on a table that the workers are trying to setup.)

Kennedy: (shouting) Hey, where is everyone!? The pretty women!? Where's my welcoming party!?

(The backstage crew look at each other then back at Kennedy. Kitt lights a cigar and smiles back at them as he waits to meet some of his new cohorts.)

Nate screeches to a halt in front of the building in his 2001 Ford F150, the truck nuts on the back swinging like crazy. He hops out of the cab and adjusts his "Make America Great Again" ball cap before spitting some dip on the sidewalk and looking at Kennedy.

What in the... you lost, girl? Where's your husband?

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(Kennedy looks up at the man standing before him and chuckles to himself before taking his feet off the table and standing up to look Nate Higgers in the face.)

Kennedy: (chuckles) Where's my husband and am I lost....

(Kennedy's smile turns into a sneer.)

Kennedy: ....that's real cute buttercup....do you know who I am.....boy?

(Before Nate can reply Kitt continues.)

Kennedy: I am the best that has ever graced any wrestling promotion. I took the DIWF by storm holding every major title in record time. I am a New Age Legend....as for you, I would watch my mouth before I shove this size 12 so far up your ass that people think that Dr. Marten started making hats.

Huh. I didn't know strap-ons came in 12 sizes.

Do I know who you are? Do I know who you ARE? Hmmm...


Nate ponders deeply for several moments, reaching into the can of Skoal in his hands for a refill before snapping his fingers and pointing at the new guy.


I DO know who you are! You're that butch from the TV, Ellen, right? Man, I can't believe people still watch that show.

Listen girlie, it don't matter to me if you were the DTF champion on Grindr or whatever, just park my truck and make sure you don't touch the radio station.



Pussy.

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(Kitt smirks at the Skoal chewing man before him.)

Kennedy: Do I know who I am? (laughing) Oh I know exactly who I am....

(Kitt's smile disappears and is replaced with a serious look and piercing eyes.)

Kennedy:....but I feel that maybe you need a lesson it respecting those that are better than you, you redneck, cousin humping, sorry excuse for a man. I recommend that you move along unless you have a set of tits and want to party or want to apologize for the inconvenience you have made for me by interrupting my fine cigar. The only other option you have is for me to beat you down like the bitch you are and introduce you to lesson number one on how to be as great as I am. Your choice.....boy....

Uh, I choose option three, Miss Kitty.



Nate spits some juice right onto Kennedy's shoe.



That's where I knock your dick in the dirt and you stumble into the nearest ER lookin' like you need a rape kit.





Pussy.

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Give Kit Kat a break, Nate-Dawg. I think that big ass cigar made him a little dizzy for shizzy. Know what I mizzy?

Besides, his fuckin' hair is marvelous. He pulls it off way better than Ellen, bruh.

(Kennedy looks down at his shoe at the tobacco juice on it. Kitt, his face contorted in disgust, brings his shoe up and wipes it on Nate's pants to get the tobacco off of it. Kennedy looks Nate in the eyes and smiles.)

Kennedy: Be careful what you wish for, you name the time and the place and I'll be there to deliver the ass kicking of a lifetime. Like I said, lesson number one in how to be as great as Kitt Kennedy begins right now.

(Kitt points his finger in Nate's face.)

Kennedy: You will regret ever....EVER....walking through that door and stepping up to me. You may act like a bad ass right now.....but rest assured.....you will be my bitch very, very soon. Name the time, name the place, you provide the ass and I'll provide the kicking.

(Kitt takes a long drag from his cigar and blows the smoke into Nate's face.)

Nico walks in with a small golden (Connecticut) cigar.

So, you expected a party for just showing up? A party without earning it? You should do real fuckin' well here.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

Nate starts to reply to Kit, then looks over at Calypso, who seems to be trying on different colored feather boas.



Huh. Looks like your husband showed up after all, Kitty. Knight in shining armor mighta just save your hide from getting tanned. Good thing, too. This here's my best wife beater, I don't want none of your fancy Hollywood AIDS blood on it.

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Kennedy: Nate, your gay jokes aren't going to work for me. Don't dodge my challenge, if you have balls the size as the ones on your truck, make a time and a place for your ass whipping or SHUT THE HELL UP!!!

(Kitt turns his attention to the newest member of this conversation, Nico.)

Kennedy: (looking a bit confused) As for you, do you not know who the hell I am? Do I have to educate all of you ignorant fools of everything that I have done in my career? I don't have to prove shit to you or anyone else. My performance speaks for itself. I've heard you have won a Federweight Championship.....

(Kitt chuckles again.)

Kennedy: .....I like your style kid but there is one thing that I have to say, when you have won something more prestigious, then you can step up to me.

Yes you fucking do have to prove yourself, . You haven't done shit here yet. You don't get to talk to me about stepping up to anyone. Prove yourself, Kennedy. Prove yourself.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

(Kitt Kennedy reaches over and smacks Nico with his back hand in the stomach a few times.)

Kennedy: Don't worry little man, I'll be proving just how good I am real soon. Until then, maybe you should review some of my highlight films and learn a thing or two to improve your performance. One day....maybe....you can be just as good as me.

(Kitt starts to walk away but stops and looks back at Nico.)

Kennedy: If you are so sure of yourself, call your shot. Make a match. Set the date and call the match since that bitch Nate apparently sucked his balls back up into his stomach.

Nico smiles, walks up to Kitt, and puts his cigar out on his shoulder, burning a hole in his presumably expensive shirt.

2/3 Falls. First Savage of October. Prove yourself there. Make all 6'4 260 lbs of me look weak.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

Kennedy: Sounds like a date, sweetheart. Go ahead and get your affairs in order before I basically...

(Kitt drops his cigar and stops it out with his boot and gets in Nico's face.)

Kennedy:....extinguish you for good. Step up and make yourself famous. I AM THE NEW AGE LEGEND!

(Kitt turns and walks towards the doors. He turns towards one of the adjoining hallways and yells down it.)

Kennedy: You hear that monkey!?! Nico stepped up for an ass whipping! Book it now!

(Kitt walks outside and grumbles.)

Kennedy: Where is that bitch ass driver? Get me out of this lowlife sector and get me some where sophisticated!

(Kitt's limo pulls around and the driver quickly jumps out and opens his door. Kitt ducks into the limo.)

Kennedy: (under his breath) Jackass.....

(The driver hops back in the driver's seat and pulls away for Kitt to have a night on the town.)