Getting up in a bit off a tiff, she realized she wasn't even phased. Or injured. Or anything really. It was like getting bumped by a toddler. The only thing that went through her mind wasn't pain but rather, THE AUDACITY. 

HOW DARE HE NOT APPRECIATE THE MYST SECRET SAUCE 

Jenny realized that the babyman was on top of him, and quickly came to her senses. 



JENNY KICKS OUT

She laughs as Madison Jr., cries. 

"Another cheap attack. You tried this at the haunted house too. You're a punk, and you'll never hold this title. In FACT, since you want a piece of me and this so much, how about you put those Tag Titles up on the next Savage? That is if you and the the bimbo are still champs by then."

She kicks him in the nuts and spits black goo all over his face. 

"Happy Thanksgiving, cock-knock"