(The scene opens up to Zandig in his cell. He's playing solitaire. His cellmate looks over and sees the camera. He taps Zandig on the shoulder. Zandig looks over and tells him to leave for about 20 minutes. Zandig stands up and looks at the camera.)

"Haha...damn fool you calling me stupid? I didn't know that I had to straight up tell you I was in jail. Why waist oxygen when you coud easily notice that I'M IN JAIL! You happy..let me repeat that for you. I'M...IN...JAIL. Repeat that after me J..A..I..L. Damn son, did 'Hooked on Phonics' work for you? Shit, this rookie's jocking my style. Yea, you got an orange jumpsuit. Feel special? And no I don't think I'm dangerous just cause I'm wearing prison gear...I know I'm dangerous because I am dangerous. I've broken Mils back, I've driven countless broken ass wrestlers out of NWA. My second match here I dropped the Mid-West Xtreme Champ in less than 3 minutes. But dangerous ain't all talk...you want to find out...then show up Monday...your ass is mine...

"Somebody wanna tell me why a ROOKIE is telling me that he's gonna whoop my ass? Son you ain't got nothing on me. I've been in this buisness since you were jerking it to a picture of your sister. Yeah, you are a rookie...just like every damn rookie in this buisness you think your the shit because you have a 3 match winning streak. That shit ain't nothing, I'll snap that streak in half faster than you cum. You say you got a plan, but plans are made to be broken. Your plan's got flaws. You're not going to face Mil. After I'm done with you...you'll be fighting Shupedogg. Haha. But damn, I did forget to mention that I broke Mils back didnt I? I mean, yea...put his ass out for near a year...

"But before you go and call me thick headed, think before you talk. Realize that I wasn't comparing you to Mil. I'm simply stating that if I did all of that to a superior wrestler...what am I going to do you? It's funny how you keep comparing yourself to a dog. But your comparisons are accurate. You are a bitch. Quit talking all this shit about 'tiring me out, then getting rough.' You sound like a fucking kid. Am I really getting to you? 'DAMNIT' Cena, why do you suck? Three fucking matches and you think you're the fucking mack? Naw it don't work like that...

"But damn son, I like how you TRY and turn my words around on me. When I say you ain't gonna be in the same ring as Mil..I mean fighting him. Fucking idiot. Why do you keep refering to yourself as unbeatable? Three matches...three broke down ass wrestlers and you're unbeatable? Hell naw. I'm threw talking about you bitch...see you tomorrow."

(The scene fades to black.)

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