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Jeff Fairfield · **11-11-2014, 07:01 PM**

November 10, 2014
Red Bull Arena
Harrison, New Jersey

Fireworks go off at the Red Bull arena and fans are going wild following a strong King of the Ring tournament last week with several surprises. After a few shots inside the arena, the cameras go backstage with Jeff Fairfield not looking too happy. He's standing in front of a camera.

JEFF FAIRFIELD: "I get it. I really do. Things aren't the same without Paul Heyman running Madness. It's what you're thinking and it's what everyone is thinking. I'm not Paul Heyman but I am Jeff Fairfield, and I can give you what you want. You don't like Brock Lesnar? I'll be honest, I don't either. As of this moment... the beast is gone from Monday Night Madness! You see? I'm here for you, whether you want to believe it or not. Tonight begins a new chapter in the Madness world. Ladies and gentlemen, it's November! It's a time of thanks and it's a time of giving. In two weeks on Monday Night Madness... there will be a series of matches and we'll be determining number one contenders for all XWF Titles!

Brock Lesnar gone from the Madness roster. Two weeks is another exciting Madness. I'd say I'm changing this place!

TJ Wallace
- vs -
Richárd Téssmocker
One-Fall Match

The bell rings and the two men meet in the center of the ring, engaging in a test of strength to start this match up. Wallace, being the bigger of the two men overpowers Tessmocker and scoops him up only to slam him down on the mat. Tessmocker grimaces, but it turns into a smile as he rolls over onto his stomach and pushes himself up off the mat, dusting himself off before extending his hand out for a handshake. Wallace looks at the outstretched hand, unsure of what to make of the situation before accepting it. However, as soon as he does Tessmocker knees him in the gut, doubling him over before dropping him with a sick swinging neckbreaker! That same smile stays ironed on his face as he delivers a series of sickening stomps to any part of Wallace's body that he isn't poorly defending. Laughing, he backs away from his fallen body and mugs for the crowd, oblivious to the fact that Wallace is getting up to his feet right behind him. He turns around to mug for the other side, only to back into the ropes when he sees Wallace on his feet, clutching his arm but fine-ish nonetheless. Wallace, with his other arm, throws a punch that strikes Tessmocker square in the face! Tessmocker falls further into the ropes and rebounds forward, until he's pushed up into the air by Wallace! Wallace steps out of the way and watches as Tessmocker collides hard with the mat!

Now it's Wallace's turn to show off. He mugs for the crowd a bit, before getting his ankle grabbed by Tessmocker! Tessmocker pulls him off his feet and rolls into a full mount, dropping a series of punches to his face as Wallace tries to cover up, less than successfully. One of the punches busts his nose and the crimson begins to roll down from his nostrils. Wallace thrashes his arms to force Tessmocker off balance, but it isn't until he forces all his weight upwards into a headbutt that he manages to accomplish just that. A bit of Wallace's blood smears against Tessmocker's forehead and he stumbles backwards off him. Grabbing his nose, he pushes himself off the mat and comes charging at Tessmocker! Side-stepped! Tessmocker sends him running forward into the ropes and catches him with a German Suplex on the rebound! He doesn't hold for the pin though, he peels Wallace up to his feet! He whips Wallace into the ropes again but wait! Wallace with the reversal! Now it's Tessmocker hitting the ropes but it looks like he's happy about this turn of events! He pulls his arm back and goes for the kill!

Wallace grabs his arm and uses that momentum to get him up on his shoulders! THE SILENCER (Fireman's Carry Cutter)!

The cover!

1..................

2..................................

Three!

RING ANNOUNCER: "Your winner... TJ Wallace!

Frodo comes rushing to the ring, with Swagmire in tow. He jumps up the stairs to the ring, rushes in, and baseball slides into Richard Tessawanker. The Hobbit springboards up with a shayouken! sending Richard to the ground, he pulls out a buttersock and begins to beat Richard's stupid french face in with it.

"WHY WOULDN'T YOU MEET ME IN THE CLOSET?!"

Swagmire makes his way to the ring, slower than Frodo, and removes a bar of soap from his shorts, rubs it in Wallace's face, whips him in the ropes, and on the rebound hits the Dirty Jerker.

"Bitch, I warned you about getting a Rapist. Now you got the Rapist."

'Loverboy' Vinnie Lane is seen in the back of the arena tending to his hair as a knock is heard at the door. Loverboy turns around.

Who is it?

No answer. Loverboy turns back around and tends to his hair some more.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

Loverboy throws the brush down and walks over to the door. He opens it and looks down the halls, but they're deserted. He shrugs as the lights in the arena seem to go out! It's pitch black!

What the-... OW!

The sounds of scuffling and brawling is heard within the personal locker room. Finally a large thud is heard and a smaller thud indicating something falling to the floor. A few seconds pass and the lights flicker back on. Loverboy is lying face down on the ground with a pool of blood beneath him and a hole in the wall looking a suitable size for his head. A note is lying on his back that reads...

"Good luck, champ."

Mastermind
- vs -
Ghost Tank
One-Fall Match

Ding ding ding!

The pair stare each other down from their respective corners; Mastermind a little tentative to get too physical with the behemoth in the early goings and Ghost Tank practically licking his lips in anticipation. Mastermind takes the first step forward and Ghost Tank charges in, showcasing front and center his surprising speed! Mastermind side steps away however and Ghost Tank collides into the corner, laughing his ass off. Mastermind's eyes grow wide for an instant before he calms himself down. However, he isn't quite prepared for the big punch he receives from Tank as he steps out of the corner! The Master of Minds falls to the mat, clutching his cheek for dear life as Ghost Tank strolls over to his fallen body. He drops a massive hand down on Mastermind's neck and pulls him up to his feet. He goes for a hip toss but Mastermind lands on his feet! He spins around and cold clocks Ghost in the jaw with a forearm! Ghost Tank doesn't even look dazed by the move but he does double over once Mastermind lands a kick to the gut. Mastermind follows that up with a DDT!

Mastermind takes the time to address his jaw while Ghost Tank recovers from the DDT. He presses his hand to it, confirming it to not be broken. The New Breed of Monster pushes himself off the mat and shoves the advancing Mastermind away as he makes it fully to a vertical base. Mastermind comes back in with a lariat that connects but doesn't faze the big man, and the big man returns the favor with a massive headbutt that knocks the Master of Minds off his feet entirely! Ghost Tank then hits the ropes and leaps up in the air, coming down with a massive splash! Mastermind's positively flattened by the big man's splash! Ghost Tank looks down at the crushed man but doesn't seem to want to go for the cover. Odd strategy there, but there's ought to be some kind of method to his madness. He hits the ropes again and comes in for another splash! That Mastermind rolls out of the way of! He rolls, gingerly, out of the ring and crumples into a heap on the ground below. Ghost Tank howls in frustration as Mastermind struggles to his feet. The ref goes to start the count but Ghost shoves him aside and gets out of the ring to go after his opponent.

Mastermind's up to his knees by the time Ghost comes up to him. He throws an elbow to his stomach but the big man doesn't flinch. He drops his massive hands down on Mastermind's neck once more, tossing him into the ring before sliding in after him. Ghost Tank drops a huge elbow across Mastermind's back before pulling him up to his feet once more. Mastermind wobbles on his legs, looking out on his feet as the Ghost Tank lifts him up off his feet into a Gorilla Press! He drops Mastermind forward and laughs as the Master of Minds lands with all air knocked out of him across his knee. He rips him off his knee and into a second Gorilla press. Mastermind takes a huge breath in and forces himself out of the Ghost Tank's grasp! He kicks the Ghost Tank in the back of the knee! The big man is knocked off center and falls into the corner, with Mastermind escaping near certain squashing by crawling between the big man's legs. Mastermind runs as fast as he can, which isn't very fast, to the corner diagonal and spins around before exploding towards Ghost's corner and connecting with a huge lariat! Ghost stumbles forward and falls face first to the mat. Mastermind pulls with all his might and gets Ghost Tank to his knees! He wraps in a Mind Sleeper! He's got the hold cinched in pretty tightly! But wait, Ghost Tank is exploding up! He's standing with Mastermind on his back trying to choke the life outta him! He backs into the corner, but still Mastermind keeps the hold tight. Tank steps towards the center of the ring, ready to charge back and crush Mastermind again, but his face is red. He's moving slower. He takes one more step forward before dropping to a knee. Mastermind is cinching the hold in tighter and tighter. The ref grabs Ghost Tank's arm and lifts it up, only to drop it. He doesn't catch himself.

The ref does it again. Same result.

One more time.

Tank's arm falls.

And falls.

And falls.

And falls.

And falls.

It's like it's in fucking slow motion here, folks!

It falls some more.

Even more.

And...

Tank doesn't catch it.

He's out! It looks like the beast is out! A hard fought bought between the two for sure, but it looks like Mastermind has pulled out the victory in this one!

RING ANNOUNCER: "Here is your winner.... MASTERMIND!

Mastermind walks to the back while Ghost Tank is in the ring, shaking out the cobwebs.

All of a sudden, the arena goes dark. Not a light can be seen. Out of nowhere, on the TitanTron, the words, "CAN YOU HEAR THE SCREAMS?!" flash on and off repeatedly in green. The screams of men and women can be heard, from Pamela Lane to Evertrust. After about fifteen seconds of it flashing, the lights come back on.

Ghost Tank is giving off a mixed reaction. On one hand, he looks noticeably pissed off someone is using HIS line against him, he looks reenergized due to the screams that were being heard. Who showcased that video?

The camera clicks on to reveal Steve Sayors in a hallway in the back. He's walking backwards as he's talking.

Hello XWF fans, I am about to have an interview with our senior doctor here at the XWF in just a few minutes to get an update on our main event competitor, 'Loverboy' Vinnie Lane.

Steve Sayors gets to a door with red square and a white plus sign in the middle to indicate the medical room. Steve knocks a few times and waits. The door opens and a brief glimpse of Loverboy is seen as he looks out cold on a medical bed.

Dr. Kurt Lanzing, how is Mr. Lane doing, and will he be able to compete tonight?

Mr. Sayors, it appears that Mr. Lane's head went into a wall and thus gave him a minor concussion. Although it is minor, it still is a concussion that we must treat. Therefore, I'm afraid Mr. Lane will be unable to compete tonight.

Thank you doctor.

Steve Sayors walks away with the cameraman following him.

You heard it here first, 'Loverboy' Vinnie Lane will be unable to compete tonight against Griffin McAlister.

Jeff Fairfield rushes in.

JEFF FAIRFIELD: "Dammit! Find someone else to replace him! I'm not going to have another main event rocking the boat.

JACK
- vs -
Frodo Swagkins
- vs -
Steven Kessler
Three-Way Match

The bell rings and the three men look around at each other. You can tell the gears are running through the technically minded Kessler and JACK. Frodo eyes them suspiciously as he seems to be looking for some mayhem to unleash. Frodo rushes forward and hits an uppercut to JACK! JACK steps backwards in surprise, but Kessler wastes no time. He delivers a forearm to the ribs of Frodo and then drills him into the mat with a double underhook DDT! Frodo begins to get up, but Kessler kicks him in the head with an enzuigiri! JACK comes back to life as he hits a spear taking Kessler to the ground. JACK motions for him to get up and nails a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! Kessler is on the ground clutching at his neck as JACK moves over to Frodo. He lifts him up and goes for the Hangman’s Neckbreaker. Frodo slips away and hits another uppercut to JACK. JACK seems to shake this one easier as he rushes forward. Frodo grabs his wrapped head and, using JACK’s momentum, flings him over the top rope. Frodo is standing over Kessler and is waiting for him to stand. Kessler gets to a kneeling position and Frodo goes for a Shining Wizard! Kessler ducks underneath and rolls him up!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Frodo just barely kicked out of that!

Kessler holds on to him however as he uses the leg to pull Frodo up into a rear naked choke! Frodo is falling quickly and Kessler falls with him putting himself on his back to use force to continue the choke! Frodo is gasping and reaching out just barely. Frodo begins to seemingly fade. The referee goes to pick up his hand, but JACK stops him. JACK goes to the feet of Frodo and locks in a Figure-4-Leglock! He’s applying an immense amount of pressure to the knees of Frodo! Frodo is not moving! The referee raises Frodo’s hand.

1… It falls the first time! The referee raises it again!

2… It falls a second time as JACK is pulling forcefully at the knees with his hold. Kessler is tightening the hold even more!

Three! Frodo’s hand has fallen three times! Both men release the hold and begin cheering! Kessler pushes JACK as he believes it was his choke that knocked Frodo out. JACK pushes him back as if saying it was his Figure-4 that did the trick. Kessler spits at JACK before hitting him with a running lariat! JACK pops back up but is hit with a KESSLERPLEX! The T-Bone Suplex has JACK out. Kessler goes for the pin!

1…

2…

Th-NO! JACK gets a shoulder up.

Kessler goes to pick up JACK, but JACK locks in his finisher! DEATH’S LULLABY! The Koji Clutch is synched in tight! Kessler eyes seem to bug out in surprise! Luckily the ropes are close enough that he can reach out and grab them. The referee pulls JACK off of him. JACK stands up and is poised waiting on Kessler to turn around. Kessler stands slowly and turns right into THE CULTIST’S KICK! The running big boot drops him hard! He goes for the cover!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Kessler gets a shoulder up!

JACK looks at the referee as if not believing he kicked out. He picks him up, but Kessler pokes him in the eye. Kessler takes a step back before trying for his patented THE BIG HIT! JACK is privy to it as he dodges. JACK nails Kessler with THE REVOLUTION! The discuss lariat to Kessler’s throat has dropped him hard. JACK is about to pin him when…

WHAM!

LOLNOPE! The flying Superman punch seemed to come out of nowhere, but JACK is just as surprised! He falls to the mat hard. Frodo leaps on the body of Kessler and demands for the count. The referee looks confused considering what transpired earlier. He reluctantly begins slapping his palm to the mat.

1…

2….

Three!

RING ANNOUNCER: "And your winner of the match... FRODO SWAGKINS!

Frodo grabs Jack, pulls him to the center of the ring, and rips his jacket off. He digs around in his pocket for something. He's found it! A crack rock! He sets the rock on Jack's chest, punches Jack so he won't move, and then sets the rock ablaze. Burning the drug into Jack's body.

"Fuck with the higher power, and I fuck you up everytime."

Frodo pulls a bottle of rubbing alcohol from his pocket and pour it over the burning crack rock before turning and leaving the ring

Joey Hawkins
- vs -
Darkwynd
One-Fall Match

The bell rings and the two men begin circling around. The speed differential is staggering as Darkwynd has the upper hand in that category. The strength persuasion, however, has to go Joey Hawkins. Although Darkwynd is a little taller, Hawkins makes up for it mass. The two circling men finally begin as they lock up in the center of the ring. Hawkins gets the advantage with a side headlock. Hawkins wears Darkwynd down to the mat using his broad shoulder to squeeze the head thoroughly. Hawkins then rears his right hand back and begins punching the exposed head of Darkwynd. Hawkins then releases the hold and pulls Darkwynd to his feet. Darkwynd reverses his hold with a Judo hip toss. Hawkins pops up and rushes directly into a STIFF roundhouse kick dropping Hawkins like a ton of bricks. Darkwynd climbs the top rope and is poised and ready.

Hawkins staggers to his feet and turns directly into a missile dropkick! Hawkins flies across the ring and into the ropes. Darkwynd scampers across the ring and covers Hawkins!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Hawkins kicks out enthusiastically!

Darkwynd goes to grab Hawkins, but Hawkins punches him in the face. Darkwynd flies up and turns around to be met with a spear! Hawkins takes him to the mat and is wailing on his face. Darkwynd’s face paint begins to smear on the fist of Hawkins. Hawkins steps off and Darkwynd is about to stand up when he takes a boot to the back of the head. Darkwynd hits the ground again. Hawkins picks him up and hits a belly-to-belly suplex followed by a pinfall.

1…

2…

NO! Darkwynd rolls a shoulder up.

Hawkins stands up and drops an elbow to the sternum of Darky followed by yet another elbow and another. Darkwynd is clutching at his sternum as Hawkins continues dropping them to the arms covering the chest. Hawkins stops and lifts Darkwynd up. Hawkins punches him square in the sternum causing Darkwynd to clutch his chest. Hawkins then lifts Darkwynd up and hits a gutbuster across his knee. The body of Darkwynd is rolling across the ground. Hawkins then leaps on the body and pulls him to a standing position before nailing him with a spinebuster! He pins Darkwynd!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Darkwynd rolls a shoulder up.

Hawkins comes to grab his foot, but Darkwynd kicks him with his other across the head! Hawkins falls to the mat as Darkwynd leaps to his feet. Darkwynd leaps off the second rope for a springboard elbow! Darkwynd climbs to the top rope as Hawkins staggers to his feet. Darkwynd leaps and nails a moonsault taking Hawkins to the ground! Darkwynd hooks a leg!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Hawkins powers out!

Darkwynd gets to the top rope again and leaps for the WYNDZ OF CHANGE! Hawkins rolls out of the way and hits the ropes. Darkwynd stands up and turns right into a BROGUE KICK! The bicycle kick hits Darkwynd so hard he falls out of the ring. Hawkins looks frustrated as he moves outside. He grabs Darkwynd and slams his head into the steel steps before rolling his lifeless body back into the ring. Hawkins rolls in and pins him!

1…

2…

Th-NO! Darkwynd got a shoulder up!

Hawkins is looking at the referee in disgust. He lifts up Darkwynd and slaps him across the face, smearing his face paint even more thoroughly. Darkwynd turns to him with his teeth grit. Joey Hawkins spits in his hand before slapping him again. Darkwynd is shaking his arms and walking around the ring. Hawkins looks confused. He hits him again, but Darkwynd isn’t even showing the pain. Another shot and another! No effect! Hawkins punches him again, but Darkwynd turns around and points at him with wide eyes as the crowd cheers, ‘YOU!’ Hawkins goes for a blow, but caught and returned. Hawkins throws another and met with the same response! Followed by a third! Hulk… I mean Darkwynd grabs the arm of Hawkins and whips him across the ring. Darkwynd hits the ropes opposite and meets the incoming Joey Hawkins with a big boot! Darkwynd hits the ropes and goes for a leg drop, but Hawkins rolls up! Hawkins grabs the fallen Darkwynd and sets up for the HEAVY HEAT! One powerbomb! Two powerbombs! A thir-NO. Darkwynd hits a hurricanrana! Hawkins bounces back to his feet and walks right into an END OF DAYZ! The T-Bone suplex into a DDT plants Hawkins! He’s not moving! Darkwynd sees the opportunity! He ascends the turnbuckle, points at his mouth with his index and middle finger on both hands, and then leaps forward!

WYNDZ OF CHANGE! It connects! The Swaton Bomb destroyed Hawkins. Darkwynd covers the lifeless body!

1…

2…

THREE!

RING ANNOUNCER: "And the winner of this match... DARKWYND!

A loud commotion is heard down on of the hallways. The camera man turns the corner to see the action unfold. Loverboy is leaving the med-wing! Doctor Lanzing is trying to hold him back, but Loverboy takes his coat and kicks Lanzing into a closet and closes the door behind him. Vinnie Lane throws the doctor's coat on as his head is heavily bandaged. Loverboy punches his fist and pops his knuckles as he storms down the hallway and through the curtain as his music hits!

MAIN EVENT
Loverboy Vinnie Lane
- vs -
Griffin MacAlistar

The referee is standing in the steel surrounded ring alongside Griffin as the referee is about to call for the....

The high pitched wail of Dee Snider pierces the air as the Twisted Sister classic pumps through the PA system. As two big pyro towers shoot off on either side of the stage, "Loverboy" Vinnie Lane storms out of the curtains under the X-Tron with a look of determination on his face. Loverboy is wearing his long silver tights, silver boots, and a doctor jacket. He also has his head full bandaged. The crowd pops as Loverboy looks like a man on a mission. He begins to go through the door, but thinks about it. He looks under the ring and slides three tables into the ring. He also throws two steel chairs over the cage. One smacks Griffin in the face. Knocking him to the ground. Talk about bad luck!

Loverboy gets into the ring and closes the door behind him. Loverboy points at the referee and yells at him while pointing at the door. Senior official, Steven Filbert, nods and walks over to the door and leaves. The bell rings.

Loverboy sneers as he looks at the now-standing Griffin McAlister. Loverboy grabs the head of Griffin and begins pounding his face with blow after blow. Griffin falls closer and closer to the gloor with every strike. After the tenth one, Griffin is lying on the mat with Loverboy mounting him. Loverboy stops and motions for the audience to wake up. They pop in response. Loverboy picks up a steel chair and sets it up in the corner between the top two turnbuckles. He turns around and Griff slaps the side of his head! Loverboy is clutching at his head. Griffin goes over to grab a steel chair. He bellows as he charges forward with it. Loverboy looks up and ducks out of the way. Griffin’s chair shot rebounds off the top rope and smacks him in the face knocking him for a loop. Loverboy backs up and nails a Superkick! Griffin hits the ropes and bounces back. Loverboy catches him and hits a snap powerslam on the chair that Griffin was holding!

Griffin is arching his back in sheer agony. Loverboy goes to pick him up and suddenly gets woozy from his head trauma. Griffin grabs Loverboy in a position ready for a DDT, but Loverboy lifts him up and hits a spinning spinebuster! Loverboy seems a little disoriented from the spinning part as he stands up and stumbles. He walks to the center of the ring, pulling a table with him. He lays it on its side as he sets up the legs. He stands the table up in the center of the ring. Griffin is up and charges forward. Loverboy reverses it with a sitout sleeper slam! He then lifts up Griffin and nails a HEARTBREAKER! The faceplant on Griffin has him barely conscious.

Loverboy rolls Griffin onto the table and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He looks down at Griffin and hears the crowd begin to roar. He looks up at the top of the cage and they really are going nuts now! Vinnie begins to climb and the crowd noise is deafening! Vinnie stands up on the top of the cage! He waves to the audience and… suddenly becomes nauseous! He loses his balance! Loverboy tumbles off the cage forward!

CRACK!

Loverboy just fell off the top of the cage through the table in the center of the ring. Griffin had moved just in time! Falling back first may have been the only saving grace for that blunder by Loverboy! Griffin moves over to Loverboy and tries to pin him despite Loverboy making this an escape match only essentially. Nevertheless, Loverboy kicks out at ‘2.’ Griffin gets up and drags Loverboy by his head. Griffin locks on a headlock. Loverboy falls to the ground, but I don’t think it would even matter if Loverboy did tap. The crowd begins to cheer and raise their voices in support of their ambushed adventurer! Loverboy begins stomping his foot! There’s life! Loverboy begins hitting elbows to the ribs, but Griffin locks it in tighter! Loverboy then hits the ropes and throws Griffin off of him towards the opposing ropes! Griffin rebounds into a high knee! Loverboy grabs Griffin and throws him headfirst into the propped up steel chair! The crowd pops big for that! Griffin pulls out of the turnbuckle slowly and turns into a…

BLACK LABEL DRIVER!

Griffin’s whole body comes crashing down as he lies motionless in the ring with a little drool coming out. Loverboy sets up the remaining two tables in the center of the ring and lays Griffin across them. Loverboy climbs the cage once more! The crowd is back to their feet with bated breath! Loverboy looks like he’s setting up for his usual stage drive elbow. He then shakes his head and turns around. The crowd gasps as Loverboy leaps from the top of the cage with a moonsault!

CRASH!

Loverboy smashes through Griffin McAlister and through the tables! Griffin is bleeding from a cut from the table and is barely breathing at this point. Loverboy is hurt as he motions for the door. He crawls to the door and crawls out to the floor! The bell sounds!

RING ANNOUNCER: "And the winner of this match... LOVERBOY .... VINNIE LANE!

Loverboy’s theme song begins to play as he raises his hand until…

The lights just went out! It’s pitch black!

The lights return and Loverboy is standing up looking around for a fight. His eyes finally set on the door to the steel cage. Attached to the door is a note that reads…

“Good luck, champ.”

Loverboy grabs the note and balls it up. He throws it into the audience as they fight over it. The camera shows the face of Loverboy who looks pissed off.

Pest comes running out of the crowd, minus the dildo crown. He rushes into the ring, no one attempts to stop him since he is a wrestler in the federation. He slides in where Lane is celebrating, punches Lane in the gut, then delivers a WG.WF Cutter to Lane. He goes down like a sack of Shane's Potatoes, giving Lane time to slide out and under the ring. He pops back up with a plate of shit, literal shit. He sets the plate down on the mat in front of the turnbuckle, before walking over to Lane. As Lane attempts to get to his feet Pest lifts him for a Black Label Driver, sending him back down on the mat. He picks Lane up one more time, throws the shemale over his shoulders and walks over to the corner, careful to step over the shit pile. Pest climbs it, and sets Lane up. He goes it! SATAN'S FALL! Pest has just stolen Morbid Angel's signature finisher and delivered a Tombstone Piledriver from the top rope into the shit pile.

Pest gets to his feet and walks away from Lane laying in the turds.

Mr. WGWF: Thank John Madison, Shitboy.