Why in the hell was it that every time he had to fly somewhere it always had to be an adventure. Here he was, Looking forward to the warm weather and he couldn't get out of the airport once again. His flight had been delayed first in Chicago and then grounded due to visibility limitations. If he would have spent one more night at O'hare international he would have gone crazy. He was so tired of the snow he couldn't stand it.


Finally he was able to make it to Sydney only to find out his luggage went to New York. It was a good thing he brought his bank card and was able to take money out of his account to buy some clothes and other necessities. He was surprised it would even work with his damn luck.


Before checking in at the Astral Tower and Residence at the Star he had a passerby take a picture of him standing between the The Starr sign out front. The guy took the picture then ran off with his camera. Hank had to run him down and beat the shit out of him to get it back. He hit him a few extra times for making him run after him.


Finally he was opening the door to his room. He smiled as he looked around. In front of him the huge bed had four fluffy purple pillows with two yellow body pillows at the bottom of them. The thick tan blanket would keep anyone warm on the cool nights. There was a stand on either side of the bed and a desk with a computer chair against the far wall. A big screen television hung on the wall facing the bed. Through the door to the right of that was the bathroom with a walk in shower and bath combo. A door on the other side of the room opened into the kitchen and dining area. There was an apartment size refrigerator and a microwave. He decided he would take a quick shower and then head down to the restaurant to grab something to eat.


He went downstairs to the Balla for some fine Italian food and was right in the middle of his second helping when someone bumped into him and made him spill his wine. Hank was pissed. The guy didn't even say excuse me or anything. He stood up and went after the guy, Grabbing him from behind and turning him around. thunder was about to hit him with a hard right hand when he noticed it was Barry Windham.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Son of a Bitch, Barry. What are you doing here in Australia? You haven't signed with the XWF have you?


Barry Windham
No, I've been down here on vacation for a couple weeks now. I figured I would stick around and watch the show. Besides, I heard Ric Flair was going to be back in action. What is he, 70?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Yeah, He's old alright. As a matter of fact I will be teaming with The Dimallisher to take on him and John Cena.


Barry Windham
Should be a pretty funny match. Will Flair be coming to the ring with a walker or use his cane? What's the deal with C-Note Cena?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
C-Note Cena? Why do you call him that?


Barry Windham
Because he's been "rumored" to throw a match for a C-Note. Plus the guy is so prone to injuries it isn't funny. His back and knees have taken a beating over the years. He's not the legend he used to be.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I know, I've watched his movements and he's just not as fluid on his moves. It's as if he's babying his knees and protecting his back. A few good shots should really put him through some pain. Damn I love hurting people.


Barry Windham
What about Slick Ric?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I'm going to try and save him for last. I want to kick his sorry ass all over that ring. If he thinks he's been through hell before he doesn't know shit until he's taken a trip down Thunder Lane. One thing about being a sixteen time champion or whatever means he also lost it just as many times. Nothing to brag about if you ask me. Show me someone who won the belt one time and held on to it for sixteen years. That's a legend.