The camera focuses in on a tight shot of me, the pulls back to show me sitting Indian style on a couch bright sunlight streaming in from somewhere off-camera. My head tilts to the side as a guy can be heard telling me Marf has called me out.

"Oh Jeezy another friggin guy who thinks that Lil ol me is just a stepping stone to whatever you think comes next. I have to laugh I really do. Just ask the two guys I slapped around a few days ago. Though I may be America's sweetheart on the outside, inside I am fierce and just waiting to rip you apart when you least expect it.

Oh, I know this is your first match and you have to flex and growl and act all tough but don't worry, Ashy, as Jenny is so fond of calling me has had a few warm up matches and I can feel a winning streak coming on. I have had promos where I am all dark and brooding and stuff squeaks in the background and to tell ya the truth big guy it's kinda old news. Smile a bit more and show your face. Those kinda shots make it easier to sell T-shirts and maybe even an action figure or seven. It might have multiple points of articulation, so many that maybe the kids at home can put you in the right position to kiss my cute Lil ass!! Maybe even Kung Fu Grip so you can come early again!!

I sure hope that you look and see what I did to not one but two guys last time out. I slapped Mr. What's His Name and Jose Cuervo back into next week. I think that one dude just might think it's last week!! The guys in the back have yet to show me the respect I deserve. In all of my matches, I put up one helluva fight. I think once I whoop Jenny Wenny for that pretty Title, maybe just maybe people will realize who they are messing with. I can't wait to see ya in just a few days. Breaking your spirit should be a barrel of fun.