This guy sums up the situation between Gravy BoyLady and I pretty well. What the hell were you even thinking on Saturday night, you transformer looking bitch? Don't you know what has to happen next?

I look forward to seeing your inner vageena.

You can fight me as a woman, you can fight me as a man, you could even try to transform into a half-decent wrestler to fight me but STILL it's all going to end the same way. It's all going to end with Charlie Nickles unifying the universal championship and the television championship two weeks after you fall like I promised in my matrimony vows to Goldi.

Charlie pulls out the used napkin he had been practicing writing his vows on. He unfolds the napkin and looks at it with a smile.

It's too late to change fate, Gravy Boy and/or Lady. The words have already been written. Your coming defeat is as assured as your unearned arrogance. All I need to do is go out there and make my words to Goldi a reality.