Ace-Man: Dude!! Where's my cape!

(Ace-Man was running frantically through the arena, checking through boxes and garbage pails.  Where was that cape.  While searching his ass of, Ace-Man ran in to Tank The Dwarf.)

Ace-Man: Dude, Tank!!

Tank: What dude?

Ace-Man: Have You seen my cape dude?

Tank: No dude.

Ace-Man: Damn!  Thanks anyway dude.

Tank: No problem dude!

(After Ace-Man's brief conversation with Tank he began to search for his cape again.  He broke down locked doors and searched through dressing rooms.  Where the hell did Ace-Man put his cape?)

Ace-Man: Dude!! Where's my cape!  Now there is a soul who might know!

(Ace-Man charges towards the former heavyweight champion and The Tiger looks taken back)

Ace-Man: Dudette!! Where's my cape!?

Tiger: What are ya talkin 'bout?

Ace-Man: My cape dudette!  I can't find it!

Tiger: Yar nuts dude!

Ace-Man: Dude, I need my cape!

Tiger: Good luck finding it dude.

Ace-Man: Thanks dudette!

(Ace-Man runs around again and finds his way heading out towards the ring.)

Ace-Man: Dude!  I got an idea!

(Ace-Man runs heading out towards the ring and The Ace Of Spades by Motorhead blasts through the arena.  Ace sprints towards the ring and gets there in record time.  He runs to the commentator's table and picks up a mic.  Once he slides in the ring, he begins to talk)

Ace-man: Hey dudes!  Has anybody, fans or boys in the back seen my cape?

(Ace-Man waits a few seconds)

Ace-Man: Come on dudes!!  I need my cape!

(Ace waits a few more seconds and still nobody answers)

Ace-Man: Fine dudes!  Be that way!

(The Ace Of Spades by Motorhead hits and Ace-Man jumps out of the ring and exits the arena through the crowd.  On the way out he asks some fans "Dude, where's my cape."  Once he exists the arena he goes into the main lobby.  He sees a vendor selling HWC Products.  He walks over to the man.)

Ace-Man: Dude do know where my cape is?

Vendor: No dude, but I can sell ya a new one.

Ace-Man: I dunno dude, it wouldn't be the same as my old one.

Vendor: It's the best I can do dude.

Ace-Man: No thanks then dude.  But I really gotta find my cape.

(Ace-Man walks around the arena until he winds up backstage again.  He is still looking for his cape when he wanders outside and sees a limo pulling up.)

Ace-Man: Dude, I wonder who is in the limo?  I bet whoever it is knows where my cape is.

(Commissioner Howlett walks exits the limo.)

Ace-Man: Dude, it's the commish!  He'll know where my cape is for sure!

(Ace man walks over to Howlett)

Ace-man: Commish....dude, do you know where my cape is?

Howlett: ::GROWL::

Ace-Man: Uh...never mind dude.

(Ace-Man heads back into the arena and goes backstage and heads into his locker room.  The Patriot is in the room waiting for Ace.)

Patriot: Dude....

Ace-Man: Not now dude.

Patriot: But dude....

Ace-Man: Not now dude!!  I can't find my cape.

Patriot: But dude I know where it is!!!

Ace-Man: DUDE!!! Then stop making small talk!! Where's my cape dude!?

Patriot: You're wearing it dude!

Ace-Man: No way dude!

Patriot: Totally dude.  Look in the mirror.

(Ace-Man walks over to a mirror and drops his jaw.  He stands with his mouth agape)

Ace-Man: Whoa dude! You're right!

Patriot: I know dude!

Ace-Man: Thanks a lot dude.

Patriot: hey dude?

Ace-Man: Yeah dude?

Patriot: Have you seen my flag dude?

Ace-Man: Here we go again dude!