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TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 2005

VERIZON WIRELESS ARENA

MANCHESTER, NEW HAMPSHIRE

 

SEGMENT 1:  INTRODUCTION:

A video package airs, highlighting events that took place Saturday night at Temptation, with Romeo winning the Lethal Lottery battle royal, only to lose moments later in a PWA Championship to Jaguar via rollup.  We are also shown the horrifying events that took place at the close of that match, with Romeo shockingly turning on his tag team partner, severely beating Jaguar and severing their relationship to the disgust of the crowd.   The opening credits then roll as Linkin Park's "By_Myslf" hits and we are sent inside the Gund Arena in Cleveland, Ohio, where an amazing fireworks display ensues and we are sent to our commentators, Victor Troy and Paul Ferrara.

Troy:  Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to PWA Frequency!  I’m Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and can you BELIEVE what happened Saturday at Temptation?!

Ferrara:  I sure can’t, Troy.  I simply cannot believe that Romeo was so willing to just throw everything away like that, years of friendship, years of partnership… all over frustration surrounding being the world champion.  You know, I can understand Romeo to a point, I can understand the frustration, but I can’t understand why you’d try to take your best friend out of the game like that.

Troy:  And he might have done just that, Paul.  Last I heard, Jaguar was laid out with a concussion and may have to forfeit the PWA Championship.

 

Ferrara:  That would be such a shame.  I swear, somebody needs to stop this guy before it gets out of control.

Troy:  Well Paul, speaking of out of control, our main event tonight is a big six-man tag team match.  You’re gonna see The Iceman Jason Calysto, Scythe and GI Jew all on the same side, teaming to face Solomon, Bishop Cross and Jackie Baccaro!

Ferrara:  That should be a wild one!  I tell you Troy, I don’t…

 SEGMENT 2:  RINGSIDE:
Three D-Bombs whistle down and explode on impact with the ramp, serving as the cue for B.G.'s "Hottest of The Hot" to hit the speakers. Within moments, Romeo walks out into the Verizon Wireless Arena to easily the biggest set of boos he has ever heard. Da Playboi looks a bit stunned at his reception, but shakes his head and smiles as he calmly walks down the ramp and into the ring. Romeo grabs a microphone and tries to speak, but the crowd's jeering drowns him out completely as the cameras capture images of several anti-Playboi signs.

Troy: What we witnessed on Saturday night was the most despicable event that I have ever seen. Romeo not only attacked his partner Jaguar, he put him out of commission and threw away years worth of friendship in one shot. It’s sickening.

Ferrara: The yearning for success and being the best in the world can do that to you. Romeo wants to be the champion and with Jaguar taken out of action, that could very well happen. He's smiling about something.

Romeo: Alright, alright ya'll. I hear the boos. Now could you all shut the hell up so I can get ou what I need to say? (Crowd boos more) Fine. I'm the one with the microphone. Now, after Temptation, all I'm hearing from the fans and the boys in the back and even my very own family is why did you do what you did to Jag? I wish I could come out here and say it was simple, but it wasn't. I did what I did for a few reasons. Let me take you all back to December 7. I had Solomon beaten for the PWA Title when I was screwed out of my opportunity to win it. When my rematch should have been obvious, Solomon didn't grant it to me, he issued a challenge out to my brother, which he accepted and rightfully so. But look at what happened on December 14, just after he did that. Roll it fellas.

The focus shifts to the Jumbotron, where a clip from the
December 14, 2004 edition of Frequency begins to roll.

Romeo: I just can't believe you would do that bro. You know that I deserve a rematch!
 
Jaguar: Yeah you do, but what difference does it make? If I win the belt, you'd get the first shot anyway.
 
Romeo: You don't get it Jag. I want to be the guy to end that streak and take the title!
 
Jaguar: Listen cuz, nobody is gonna challenge me to a fight in my hometown to step on my name and watch me not take it. Title or no title, I don't back away from that challenge, and you know that.

 

Cutting back to the live shot, Romeo stands shaking his head with his hands on his hips.

 

Romeo: Now you just saw what he said. A selfish decision by my boy, but I took that in stride. Now, let's go to January 4th, the first episode of Frequency after Jag won the title. Roll that.

The footage begins to air as the crowd quiets again.

 

Romeo: But tonight it’s time for me to step it up and take my title shot, even though I didn't think I would have to go through 20 guys to do it.

 

Jaguar: Say what?

 

Romeo: Well if memory serves me right, you said a few weeks ago that if you won the title, you would give me the first shot. Now here we are in Miami, and lo and behold, no title shot. Instead, I have to win a battle royal now.

 

Jaguar: Hold on cuz, you know how these things work. You know full well that we can't just make our own matches. I did want to give you the first shot, but the committee and Kerry Cox shot it down to make this match tonight.

 

Romeo: Well don't worry about it. It’s nothing to sweat. I'll just go out there tonight and get my shot anyway, whether the committee likes it or not. Cool?

 

Jaguar: Cool.

The clip ends and we are back with Romeo in the ring live.

 

Romeo: Well, well, well. You saw both of those clips and the first guy to get a title shot on Frequency was not Romeo. It was Scott Hosemann. Hell, I couldn't even get a title shot on the house shows! You heard it and saw it, Jaguar lied to me! But that was alright. I didn't throw a fit. I simply rose to my challenges. I won the battle royal on Frequency to get to Seven Deadly Sins. In my first pay-per-view main event, I was set to leave Vancouver as the PWA Champion when Jaguar left the cage and allowed me to lose to Solomon when he should have been there for the double team. That was his fault, not mine. But that's not all, oh no. All throughout January and February, no title opportunity came my way. Guys like Solomon, Scythe, Griffin, they got the title shots, meanwhile the guy who lasted longer than them in SDS and won a battle royal with all of them in it got nothing. So fast forward to Temptation. I advanced in my tag match with GI Jew and went onto another battle royal in which I eliminated the field, including Solomon twice. It took me another battle royal, this time beating 9 men to take the shot that was mine to begin with. And then when I get injured, I'm not allowed to postpone my match till tonight. No, instead I worked hurt and lost on what I'm sure was a fast count. So you know what I did? I took matters into my own hands. I was fed up. Fed up with being screwed out of my opportunites, fed up with being the top guy in this business to never hold the World Heavyweight Championship, fed up with winning title after title after title in this business and still being labeled....the "other" Hot Boy!

 

Troy: Sounds like a fit of jealousy to me.

 

Romeo:  And that term, Hot Boy, I don't think you people know what thats all about. Its not just a name, its a lifestyle. That song we have, We On Fire, thats what real Hot Boy$ do. Hot Boy$ don't gladhand and kiss babies and run scared from dudes they know are better than them. Jaguar shouldn't be the World Champion, but he sure ain't no Hot Boy. And speaking of him not being the World Champion, thats why I'm out here. Since I destroyed Jaguar at Temptation, he is unable to wrestle. When a champion is unable to wrestle, he cannot defend his title. When he cannot defend his title, the number one contender assumes onwership. Hey, wait a minute, thats me! (Crowd boos) Yeah, whatever. Kerry Cox, come on out here and do the right thing.

 

"War Machine" by KISS brings The Commissioner out to a favorable reaction, but Cox is also hearing some boos once a silver Halliburton briefcase goes along for the ride to the ring.

 

Ferrara: Hey, what do you think is in that suitcase?!

 

Troy: I sure hope its not what I think it is. I know Jaguar is hurt with a major concussion, but don't tell me Kerry Cox has his belt in that case to give to Romeo!

 

Cox steps through the ropes and immediately grabs a microphone.

 

Cox: Now hold up Romeo. I know you're excited and all about what is in this case, but right before we went live tonight, I got a phone call from someone. Someone you know very well too. Since you got so much use out of the Jumbotron earlier, I'm sure you won't mind us using it once more.

 

Cox points to the Tron and the crowd erupts once the live image of Jaguar pops onto the screen.

 

Romeo: What the--

 

Cox: Yeah, I didn't mention to you earlier that Jaguar was released from the hospital in Hartford on Monday morning and flew back home to Jacksonville.

 

Romeo: Well, it’s good to see you're up and mobile there bro!

 

Jaguar: Cute, real cute. I hope you're proud of yourself Rome. You did quite the number on me and you put me out the game man.

 

Romeo: Yeah, some of my best--

 

Jaguar: Hey, shut up, I'm talkin junior! (Crowd cheers) And that rings true, doesn't it Romeo? Compared to me, you have been the junior haven't you? You have been the little brother in the group, haven't you? I know that eats away at you bro, but the only one making those comparisons is you. Sure, I've been the PWA Champion 4 times. Since I started in CAW, nobody has held more titles than I have and I'm proud of that. But you know the reason why I've had that success and you haven't? It’s because I've outworked you in every situation we've been in. We are the greatest team in the history of this business and you threw that all away because you were frustrated that you couldn't beat me for the title. And since you couldn't beat me for the title, you wanted to injure me in order to get me stripped. It sucks for me to say it, but you succeeded, I hope you're happy about it too. (Crowd boos)

 

Troy: Dammit!

 

Jaguar: My doctors told me that I nearly had a concussion last week on Frequency, but the powerbomb you gave me on a chair basically bruised my brain. In terms so you can understand, I've got a concussion with you to thank.

 

Romeo: And you're very welcome. So if you're done now, hand me what’s in the briefcase and let's get this over with!

 

Cox: Alright, here you go.

 

Cox hands the briefcase to Romeo, who forces it open to find in it....a sheet of paper.

 

Romeo: What the hell is this?!

 

Jaguar: Are we looking for this?

 

Jaguar picks up his gold belt from his sofa and holds it in front of the camera as Cox speaks.

 

Cox: You see Romeo, Jaguar was right. His doctors have not cleared him to wrestle....this week. He'll be back in action next week, provided his doctors clear him, and since that is well within his 30-day rule, he will not be stripped due to his injuries. The sheet of paper was mailed to me earlier today and it is an official contract.

 

Romeo: For what?! I should be the champion!

 

Jaguar: Kerry came to me while I was still in Hartford and gave me that contract. I signed it from the hospital and mailed it to Manchester once I left. No need to read it because it says that if you want this belt, you're gonna have to do much, much more than powerbomb me on a chair. You didn't win Seven Deadly Sins, you didn't win at Temptation, this time you don't have to win any battle royals, all you need to do is put your money where your mouth is. You wanna see who the real Hottest of The Hot Boy$ is? Come to L.A. and meet me in the middle of the ring at Salvation. 

 

Romeo: Alright Jag, you got it. Give me a pen. (Romeo grabs a pen and signs the contract before looking back up at The Tron) I will meet you at Salvation, one-on-one to settle it all. And on that night, I put all the critics to sleep and walk out The PWA Champion!

 

Jaguar: You wanna question me not being a Hot Boy? Come see me in Cali and I'll show you who really got that fire!

 

"Real Big" by Mannie Fresh hits and Romeo seethes with anger, kicking the ropes madly as the crowd cheers what they have just seen.

 

Troy: Thank goodness! Jaguar will not be stripped of the title. He'll be here next week on Frequency, and he'll face Romeo for the title at Salvation!

 

Ferrara: Minutes into the show and we've already got the main event for Salvation signed and sealed. What else is gonna happen tonight?!

 

Troy: We'll find out when we come back!


 
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2 --



SEGMENT 3:  MATCH 1:  PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP:  THE LOST SOULS © VS. PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE:
Referee:  Dan Martin

“Renegade” by Jay-Z and Eminem suddenly plays, causing the fans to cheer loudly. Renegade steps out onto the stage and raises his arms high to greet the crowd, before proceeding down the ramp. He indulges in the wave of cheers he receives while heading to the ring. After climbing inside of it, Renegade scales the turnbuckles to pose for the audience. Moments later, “Black” by Sevendust plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Paul Dawkins’ welcomes the ovation as he walks down the ramp. Once he rolls into the ring, Dawkins pounds fists with Renegade, and the fans are ecstatic to see this.

Ferrara: Listen to the cheers these two are getting!

Troy: What may be helping is the fact that Dawkins and Renegade have an opportunity to win the Tag Team titles right now!

Ferrara: It won’t be an easy task though; they’ll have to go through the Lost Souls to become the Champions!

The fans are drowned out by American Head Charge’s, “A Violent Reaction." Boos are hurled at the Lost Souls, who appear from behind the curtain to meet their opponents. With the belts wrapped around their waists, they merely ignore the crowd, focused on retaining the titles once again. With their eyes locked on both Dawkins and Renegade, the Lost Souls step into the ring before removing the belts and raising them high into the air. The crowd boos even louder than before, until they finally hand the belts to referee Dan Martin. Renegade and Reaper step out of the ring, leaving Speed Demon and Dawkins to begin the match. The bell sounds.

Troy: If Dawkins and Renegade can work well together, we could have new tag champs.

Ferrara: But don’t take anything away from the Lost Souls. Demon and Reaper are the champs because they have no problems working cohesively.

Dawkins and Demon circle the ring and go in to lock up with each other, but Demon makes contact with Dawkins’ stomach with a boot. With Dawkins’ hunched over, Demon puts him into a headlock, wrenching at his neck. Dawkins’ shows no signs of giving in though, and after several moments, Demon launches Dawkins into the ropes. Once he returns, Demon hits Dawkins with a shoulder block. Although Dawkins still stands, he appears stunned from the attack.

Troy: Dawkins can take a lot of punishment, but he’ll have to get an attack in or make a tag if he wants those belts.

Seeing Dawkins’ dazed, Demon torpedoes him into a corner. Demon rushes in himself, but Dawkins explodes on him with a clothesline out of nowhere! Demon quickly gets back to his feet and charges at Dawkins, but he is taken back down with an arm drag! After being shot across the ring, Demon rises up once again, only to get his head taken off with a boot to the chin! Demon goes down in a heap, and Dawkins goes back to his corner to make a tag to Renegade! He hurries into the ring and attempts a cover, but Demon gets a foot on the ropes.

Ferrara: Great ring presence by Speed Demon.

Troy: Renegade will have to keep it up if he wants to pin him.

Renegade yanks Demon off the mat, but Demon breaks out of his grasp with a boot to the stomach. Wasting no time, Demon plasters Renegade into the canvas with a sickening DDT! Demon stumbles back up to his feet after the maneuver and makes the tag to Reaper, much to the chagrin of the crowd. Reaper towers over Renegade and begins stomping at the back of his head.

Troy: Things aren’t looking very good for the challengers.

Reaper wrenches Renegade off the mat and tosses him into the ropes. As Renegade returns, Reaper looks to decapitate him with a huge forearm, but Renegade scouts it and ducks beneath the clothesline, following it up with a devastating drop kick! The fans go insane! Reaper stumbles back into the ropes and bounces off them, and Renegade quickly regains his balance. He charges forward and takes Reaper clean off his feet with a clothesline! With Reaper on the mat, Renegade measures him up for the Kick of Death!

Troy: This is it! Renegade and Dawkins are going to win!

Ferrara: You might be right,
Troy! All he has to do... What the?!

Justin Schenck runs down the ramp, and the crowd boos upon seeing him. He stands at the foot of the ring, and the referee catches wind of this. He hurries over to reprimand Schenck, who attempts to get into the ring after getting on the apron.

Troy: What does he think he’s doing?!

The Naturals enter the area from the crowd, and Greg Price takes out Dawkins on the apron, while Kris Anthony slides into the ring with a chair and levels Renegade with the steel! Renegade crumbles to the mat as the Naturals make their hasty escape, and Schenck hops off the apron once the deed is done. The referee turns around, just in time to see Reaper drape an arm over Renegade. He makes the count. One. Two. Three.

Troy: What the hell! The Legacy wasn’t even in this match up! Why did they go out of their way to help the Lost Souls?!

Ferrara: I have no idea, Troy, but I can tell you this right now. Dawkins and Renegade will want to find out why as well.

“A Violent Reaction” plays once again as the Lost Souls are awarded their belts, confused at the circumstances themselves. They exit the ring, leaving behind Dawkins and Renegade lying flat on their backs.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 7:37 AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS:  THE LOST SOULS

 
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2 --



SEGMENT 4:  BACKSTAGE:
The Lost Souls are found returning to their locker room backstage fresh after a victory, until The Naturals and Justin Schenck abruptly cut off their path. Schenck wears a conniving grin.

Schenck: That was some performance out there, wouldn’t you say, Lost Souls?

Demon and Reaper glance at each other before turning back to Schenck. They stand in awkward silence.

Schenck: You could say “thanks,” you know.

Demon: ... For what?

Schenck: Oh, well you’re very welcome. In fact, I just thought of a way that you could repay us.

Demon: ... For what?

Schenck:  Yes, it’d be perfect! For helping you keep the titles against Dawkins and Renegade, you could thank us with a title shot!

Reaper: First of all, we never wanted your help. We had things well under control. You just volunteered.

Demon: And second, I remember when you had the titles and didn’t give us a shot.

Schenck: Well, that was because...

Before Schenck can come up with an excuse, Renegade storms the backstage area and attacks the Naturals, prompting an all out brawl! After several moments, Officials hurry onto the scene to break up the outrage, while the Lost Souls not looking to get themselves involved. They turn to leave, causing Schenck to lose the opportunity to negotiate with them.


  SEGMENT 5:  BACKSTAGE:

The camera cuts backstage, where Greg Tantalus is talking to a technician.  However, as he is talking, he is approached by the contingent of Hollywood Mike Griffin, Ari Greenstein, Jonathan Brett, and a detached-looking Lauren Tantalus.  Greg is unaware of their presence until they begin laughing at him.

Griffin:  Well well.  Look who it is.  The lovable loser himself.

Tantalus:  Listen
Griffin, I’m really not in the mood right now.  Don’t push me.

Griffin:  Don’t push you?  Well, if that’s really what you want, then fine.  I came here to brag about how I pinned you AGAIN Saturday night, how you are one of the most pathetic human beings I’ve ever come across in my life, and how your PWA will slowly disintegrate to nothing as I orchestrate your collapse, but if you don’t want me to push you, then I’ll respect that.

Lauren:  Mike, just leave him alone.

Griffin:  Oh I’m sorry Lauren.  I didn’t think I was speaking to you.  Anyway Greg, why don’t you just accept the fact that you can’t beat me and just leave the PWA?  You’re pathetic.  You couldn’t even beat any of the four of us standing here.  And FORGET about it if you stepped in there with Brett.  Right Jon?

Brett:  I’d snap him in half.

Griffin:  Right you are.

Tantalus:  You’ve got to be kidding me. 
Griffin, even you’re not that stupid.  Hey Brett, you wanna go?  I’ll punk you out like the bitch you are.

Brett:  Name the time and place.

Tantalus:  Next week, MSG.  I normally don’t waste my time with stupid bodyguards, but I’ll make an exception this time.

Brett:  You just signed your death warrant.

Tantalus:  Whatever.  I’ll see you next week, Brett.  And I’m bringing pretzels.

With that, Greg Tantalus walks away and Jonathan Brett nervously turns to Griffin.  Griffin and Greenstein signal to Brett that it’s ok as Lauren chuckles and we cut to commercial.

 
 -- COMMERCIAL BREAK #3 --



 SEGMENT 6:  RINGSIDE:

"Da Repercussions" by 50 Cent suddenly plays, and the crowd throws jeers at the former International Champion, Mike Grieco. He marches down the ramp, followed at a distance by Dee Licious. They head into the ring, and Grieco snatches a mic from the side. He doesn’t even wait for the crowd to die down, as they attempt to boo him out of the ring.

Grieco: I feel that tonight will be a good night. I realized that I was sidetracked for a while, but now that the Lethal Lottery is over, it’s time for me to claim my rematch and regain my International Championship. Now that there’s nothing else to get in my way, I can focus on taking back what belongs to me. I just feel ashamed that some loser has his hands on my belt, but I intend to correct a terrible mistake and-

"Not Falling" by Mudvayne hits and Jon Dulberg arrives to a highly negative reaction. The International Champion stands on the ramp with the belt wrapped around his waist, and a microphone in hand. The Human Highlight walks down the ramp and heads into the ring before talking.

Dulberg: I don’t know what makes you think that you can just claim a rematch, much less challenge me for my belt, because you don’t deserve a title shot. In fact, nobody on the roster deserves a shot at the International Champion, because no one has proven to be even remotely equal to the Human Highlight.

Grieco begins to give an agitated response, but he is drowned out by Sevendust’s “Black.” The crowd cheers wildly for Paul Dawkins, who also heads to the ring with a microphone of his own. Dawkins steps inside and stares at both Grieco and Dulberg.

Dawkins: Dulberg, did I just hear you say that no one was deserving of a title shot? Because if I recall, you got pinned at Temptation. I’m sure you remember that night. Do you also remember who pinned you? That’s right, it was me! But I think you’re right. My wrestling ability is not remotely equal to you, if only for the simple fact that they’re way above yours! If anyone deserves a title shot, it’s me!

As they all continue to argue, KISS’ “War Machine” plays, and the fans blow the roof off for the Commissioner Kerry Cox. He stands on the stage, carrying a microphone in tow.

Cox: Alright, I think I’ve heard enough, and I believe I have a solution. Mike Grieco, Paul Dawkins, you both have reasons for your shots at the International title. Therefore, I think that it’s best that we settle this next week. In
Madison Square Garden, it’s going to Paul Dawkins against Mike Grieco! The winner of this match will challenge Jon Dulberg for the International Championship on March 12th. Dulberg, you will defend your title at Salvation, in Los Angeles!

The fans cheer wildly at this announcement, and “War Machine” begins to play again. Cox turns to leave, and Dulberg also makes his exit. However, Grieco and Dawkins are left standing in the ring, locked in a stare down as we fade to a commercial.
 

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4--


 

SEGMENT 7:  MATCH 2:  DEXTER P. WELLINGTON VS. JUSTICE:
Referee:  Jose Soares

"Where Da Hood At" by DMX begins to play, bringing the crowd's excitement up as Justice steps out through the curtain. The former Progressive Champion looks ready for revenge as he power walks down to the ring and steps inside.  Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro" plays next, bringing a wave of boos for Dexter P. Wellington as his butler, Winston, leads him towards the ring. Winston carries a glass of brandy in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other, perhaps hoping for early celebration, but it nearly spills once Justice barges up the ramp to clothesline Wellington down!

 

Troy: Justice isn't wasting any time here!

 

Wellington finds a way to get up, but Justice sends him right back down with a big bodyslam. The newcomer writhes in pain on the ramp, but Justice gets him up again and rolls him into the ring.

 

Justice takes him time in stepping through the ropes, but Wellington thinks fast and kicks the middle cable, which hits Justice right below the belt! Justice barely gets his other leg into the ring when Wellington gets up and spikes him with a big DDT! Dex covers for one....two....and a kickout from Justice.

 

Ferrara: The DDT didn't put Justice down, but Dex definitely has the advantage right now.

 

Wellington rises to his feet and stomps Justice before hitting the ropes and dropping a knee on his chest. Wellington covers again, but Justice powers out again before a three count can be registered.

 

Wellington gets Justice off the mat and looks a little frustrated as he shoots him towards the ropes, but Justice easily reversed the Irish whip and flattens Dex with his patented Tilt-A-Whirl Slam! Justice gets to his feet and looks out to the crowd, which knows exactly what his next move will be. Winston knows as well and hops up onto the ring apron empty-handed, but he also goes down empty-handed, courtesy of a huge Justice boot to the face!

 

Troy: There you go Justice! Now powerbomb the crap out of this guy!

 

Ferrara: Way to be impartial.

 

Troy: I can't be impartial when there's a snob like Dexter Wellington involved.

 

Justice grabs Wellington off the mat and gets him into position for a Blind Justice Powerbomb, but before he can lift him up, Wellington drops to his knees and lands another blatant low blow! This time, Dan Martin sees it clearly and quickly calls for the bell.

 

Ferrara: Aw, come on ref! That wasn't even that hard!

 

Troy: Please, that low blow was right in front of the ref and I'm glad Wellington got disqualified. What a desperate move!

 

Wellington stomps Justice after the bell, but that doesn't keep the big man down. Justice fights his way to his knees, but he is sent down for good once Winston climbs back in and smashes the glass once filled with brandy right over his head!

 

Justice falls face-down on the canvas and Wellington grabs the wine bottle. He uncorks it and smiles to the crowd before turning his face into a frown and pouring it onto the prone body of the former Progressive Champion.

 

Troy: And now they're pouring that expensive bottle of wine all over Justice!

 

Ferrara: Talk about delivering a punk card!

 

Troy: Talk about disgusting! We'll be right back folks.

WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AT 6:25:  JUSTICE
 
 
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