OK, we're on? Yes, folks, it's been pretty hectic around here leading up
to SUPERCARD IV, but we've still got some cheap matches for you tonight.
Now DK doesn't think much of our little Thursday excusions, but he books
'em, so any complaints, take it up
stairs to the big guy on his high horse.
Whoa, you sound kind of cheesed off Gussy Mac! BRAAAP!
Yeah well, I'm tired of these fans with their signs saying bad things about Thursdays, hey, what do you expect with a shoe string budget, heck, even those come from discount outlet stores. Oh well, let's see what we've got here....two tag matches, aw crap there go the ratings again. Tag match numero uno, pits the newly returned Anarchy and Michael Wackson against Dr. Plants and Necro Phil. Later on tonight we've got the Reno brothers as they battle the former Tag champs, the Techie Salesmen from Hell.
In between those two, we've got Tiffany Lane battling Sweet Candy Andy, with some of his "Candygirls" at ringside.
I've got a feeling that after tonight Andy is going to add to his "stable". I've got some bucks saved up, wonder if I could get a ride on a brand new filly.
Yes, and now there goes our 'G" rating again, oh well dumb kids shouldn't be up at 3am anyway. Oh yeah, before I forget, Death, who I imagine will turn up three sheets to the wind, will take on Percy the Peg Legged Pirate.
Introducing first, from over there, Wackson and Anarchy, and second, from someplace else....Dr. Sillaconne M. Plants and Necro Phil.
(big pop for the "chest enhancement specialist", and the guy who likes his box, and take that as you will, Heidi is nowhere to be seen tonight with that big butch Tiffany Lane some where in the building)
[Since when is Tiffany Lane butch? End transmission!]
OK Wackson and Plants starting out. Plants locks up with Wackson, and tosses him into the corner, where he promptly begins kicking and punching him. Wackson looks kind of out of shape out there.
Yeah, but Plants put him in the wrong corner, Anarchy tags in, and now both double team Plants. Double vertical Suplex, and yes, Plants makes a most satisfying thump as he comes down. BRAAPPPP.
Gary, I thought we agreed, one belch per show, aw, my God man, what have you been eating?
Believe me Gussy, you wouldn't want to know. Anarchy whips Plants into the ropes and Plants rebounds, only to go down again with a powerful shoulder block from Anarchy.
Hey you, stop doing commentary, I'm supposed to be the smart one here. Anyway, Anarchy with the cover, 1..2..and he got him....no he didn't. Plants just kicked out in time. Plants crawling over to Necro Phil, and the tag is made. Phil comes in wailing o n Anarchy, and Necro Phil with the Semi-Bionic elbow, and Anarchy looks like he's been hit with one of those break-away baseball bats.
Hey, the elbow's Semi-Bionic you know, Phil just has to hit you with that thing and you're semi-out like a semi-light.
Oh quit sucking up. Necro Phil with the cover, and it's all over. Maybe they should make him pad that thing...but that's been done, hasn't it?
The winners of this contest.....Necro Phil and Dr. Sillaconne M. Plants!
Alright! And here we go. First to the ring is Percy the Peg-Legged Pirate. He's 5'8" on one side, and a bit taller on the other, due to an unfortunate slant caused by that wooden limb of his. He's taking on Death who is currently stumbling down to the ring, bottle in hand.
Looks like Percy ain't gonna wait for Death, he goes outside and kicks him in the nether regions with that wooden leg of his. Death goes down like he's been shot.
Percy rolls back into the ring, and the ref is counting Death out. I think we're going to have to call out the Ambulance attendants, not the Jockeys though, they'll probably just hurt poor Death worse. The crowd give a jeering pop as Death gets to his feet, and stumbles back the way he came.
The winner of this match, as result of a dismal showing by Death, Percy the Peg-Legged Pirate!
Percy doing a little pirate jig inside the ring now, with his wooden leg keeping time. Hey, the crowd's getting into this! But we have to move on.
But I want to see more of the jig. No fair.
Wow, listen to that crowd pop now, oh here's Sweet Candy Andy, along with all of his Candygirls, what do you think about them chicks Gary?
Not much in the looks department, most of them, but hey, put a bag over their head, or in my case, a roll of flab, and you'll think you're in heaven, and for a low, low price too. But man, look at what is coming down the corridor now, hot, hot, hot. Honey, you can beat me anyday!