John Cena 2099's music hits and he runs out to the ring with PASSION!

Yo, Mastermind, you must be crazy JACK!

You talk about what you become where I'm from, man? You don't even EXIST in 2099, son! I looked you up on Cenapedia, which is what Wkipedia becomes in 2037 after I get named president for life, and it says you got forced into retirement in 2014 after losing to John Cena!

Jack, I already know how this match is gonna end because I'm from the future! You got no chance, bruh!

Now to talk about something important for a minute...

This month is October, and I, John Cena from 2099, am partnering with the primitive Susan G. Komen foundation to make you aware of breast cansuh, which will be finally cured for good in 2061, when I discover the proper medical antidote!

Until then though, even though I possess the knowledge in my incredibly advanced 2099 brain, I have to keep it from you to preserve the integrity of the space time continuum, JACK!

So donate ya money, you'r George Washington singles, your Ben Franklin hundos, or your John Cena 1G bills... ah, my bad, those don't exist yet... but donate to the Komen foundation.

THEN we can save all the little orphan black babies!

See you in the ring, Mastermind!




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