The room we are viewing looks like a giant vault.  Actually it looks like a giant vault because it is one.  To get a better feel for what the room looks like, picture Uncle Scrooge diving into his gold coins.  That's what we are seeing a room like that, filled with gold coins.  And no the vault is not set made by Mirimax for a new live action Duck Tales.  Ben Affleck and Matt Damon will not be Huey, Louie, or Dewey.  But there is someone in the vault, swimming through the gold coins.  And the man if The Ace Of Spades.  Ace is using a variety of swim techniques.  But I, the narrator, do not know there names.  They look like the doggy paddle and the backstroke.  As the camera pans around the vault we see a trophy case.  In the case is a silver coin.  The coin has a spade emblem on one side and Ace's profile on the other.  On top of the case is a sign that says "Ace's Lucky Dime."

Our camera is now zooming in on Ace even more.  As soon as Ace notices he stops swimming in the coins and looks at the cameraman.  He gives a wink to let the cameraman know that his promo is about to start.

Ace: Jericho Dylan goes to visit witchdoctor, or something like that.  I was watching what he was doing, but I fell asleep.  Sorry, he's a tad bit boring.  Of course I realize not everyone is as entertaining as me, but would a less monotone voice kill the guy?  Cheese-Whiz!!

And The Survivor...er...Submarine...er....Soul-taker??? What ever he calls himself, has absolutely no sense of humor, no sense of adventure, he's strictly business all the time.  He must be the most boring date in the world.  I can picture him being out with this hot chick, and the chick would be all over him and stuff, then he'd probably ask of her agent OKed the date, and he would totally kill the mood, and then his chick would come to Ace's house and I'd be like Hey baby, and then the lights would dim and *chika-chika-bow-bow* and me and the chick would start getting it on, and use your imagination for the rest.

And while we're on the subject of sex, lets talk about your "Corporate Ladder Of Success."  <thought bubble>A helluva segue if I've ever seen one.</thought bubble>  Man, kids really do say the darndest things.  Just because we are in the "Hardcore Wrestling Corporation" doesn't mean we wear suits to work and push papers all day long.  I'll climb the ladder and grab the money, while you make a deal with K-Mart.  They need a new line of clothing now that Martha Stewart is in trouble with the law.

I guess what I'm trying to say is the guy thinks he can beat me, but he's as stiff as a bored, and just as talented as one.  Jericho, you don't know what your in for!  You can have all the friends in the world, and each one may owe you a favor, but as the old saying goes, I could give a frog's fat ass about any sexual favor some dude in a mini-skirt owes you.  Step into my ring, and get an ass-whoopin' Ace Of Spades style.  After we're through doing the dance, and my foot is surgically removed from your ass, you're not going to be looking for those favors, I assure you.  So you can get a hair cut, and get a new job, something like an executive at ENRON would fit you well.  Though, if you slick your hair back I can see you as a Catholic priest also.

Now if you excuse me, I gotta get back to my laps, for stamina and such.  See ya in the ring ya silly bastard.

Ace starts to swim away doing a regular swim stroke, but he stops and looks back and looks into the camera one more time.

Ace: And about that losing hand you want to deal me, I've been a gambler for many years, stick to Go Fish son, I can spot a bluff from a mile away...

Ace continues to swim around the edge of the gold coin filled vault.  It appears as if he is trying to make a whirlpool with the gold coins.  The camera keeps following Ace as the scene fades to black.

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