(Kitt Kennedy kicks out of the pin forcefully.)

….Higgers….I am literally a little dumber just from listening to that rambling, incoherent speech that you just bored us all with. You damn right I have two belts, I’ll even let you touch one if you’d like since that’s the closest you are ever going to come to holding one of these championships. I’d put one in your outstretched hands if I knew that it wasn’t just waiting for that welfare check but yet I‘m the one saying “Gimmie, gimmie“. I think everything should be given to me, huh? Let’s just take a look at the record. I’m a four time and current Heavy Metalweight Champion…earned every one of them by beating the best of the best. I am a one time and current Federweight Champion…I brought the prestige back to this title that it deserves after Dolly disgraced it the way she did. Hardly given, superiorly earned.

I have to give you credit Nate, acting like you are all tough by stepping up to the Highlight of the Night. You…a REAL American? I’m sorry, I don’t see it. A REAL American isn’t some cousin fuckin’, Red Man chewin’, back woods hillbilly that has to get his uncle-brother to help him tie his boots up before he comes to the ring. Step down before you’re beat down, son and make your ass useful by grabbing some polish and shining up my belts. But then again, that sounds too much like a job and I know you will avoid that like the plague. Take your ass out of my sight before I put my foot in your ass and my size 12 boot takes your daddy’s “parking spot”.

(Kitt takes a step back and plants Higgers with Lights Out. He drags him over to Higger’s truck and dumps him into the bed. Kitt hops into the cab of the truck and begins to pull away with Nate in the back.)

Don’t worry Nate, I’ll get you to your family reunion. I’d hate for your sister to think you stood her up on your date and all…..pussy.