SEXY BOY

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*HBK is in his private training center with his mentor getting ready for his big tag team title match. He is doing some handstand push-ups on a balance beam, one of the most difficult exercises to do. After he does a few more repetitions he sees that the camera man has finally shown up and he gets down.*

HBK: So this is is how we cut an old fashioned promo. Almost forgot what it feels like. So our oh so grand President Ashlee decides that she must be punishing us by sticking us in a tag team title match against a couple of her lackies Stone Cold the rumble winner, and The Hurri-pain-in-the-@$$! The corporate, pen pushing, butt kissing, brown nosing losers that want a piece of Degeneration-X like they mean something around here. One man sits there and repeats himself like a blithering idiot, and the other acts about like Debra. Seems the both of them hit their heads on the head board a bit too hard with their other halfs. If ya know what I mean. Trust me, I know what it's like to have the ladies like Debra and Hurri-pain hit their heads a bit too hard.

Stone Cold, have yourself another beer my friend, because you are going to need it after we dance to one of my favorite hits. You know what that is Stoney boy? Listen real closely, it's the sound of that oh so sweet chin music when my foot comes up to your face! It is a great sound really. When two people get in the ring the heads have to rock. But Cold boy, your bald one is going to roll. Rumble winner, no Rumble winner ol' HBK doesn't really care how famous you think you are. I'll take care of that problem before it even gets started. Have you noticed something Stonester, watch Prez girl. She screws you over more than she does. Keep that in the back of your mind, she's probably going to screw you in this match and in your match Wrestlemania. Don't worry yourself too much about Smackdown, because you're dealing with The Man, and the one who Can take your tag team championship.

Hurricane, what in the world is your problem? You think you can fly? Or that you have hurrispeed? How about that you think I'm hurrijealous, because you and Molly are in the hurricorporation? I don't give a hurricrap. Tropical Storm you don't realize that you have come across the Showstopper, The Main Event, THE ICON OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT TODAY! The Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels! I don't lie down, for super heroes, super freaks, or anybody! That's just not what the Heart Break Kid does. You lack the flamboyance, and the resilliance it takes to be a true champion. You see Triple H, and I never got the rightfull chance that we deserved, and now on Smackdown we finall get it. You and Stoney Cold Screwed Over Austin might as well throw in the hurri-towel, because you are looking at the next tag team champion, BOY!

*As he says that Sunny walks in the door.*

HBK: My, aren't we a bit early for our lesson?

Sunny: Sure thing Coach, we need to get started.

*HBK gives Sunny a small kiss on the cheek and walks with her over to the balance beam where he helps her to a standing push up on it holding her waist so she doesn't fall. As he does so Trish Stratus walks in the door and sees the two.*

Trish: WHAT?! SHAWN! I came down here to visit you and this little slut is the person you've been training?! I can't believe you! Sunny this Sunday, Wrestlemania, you and me, loser has to leave Shawn alone forever!

*Trish walks over and slaps Sunny across the face.*

Trish: Oh, and you little tramp it's two falls if you can count that high. The second one the winner fights either SMH or your buddy Chae possibly over that #1 Contendorship. You just show up so I can kick your @$$! Shawn, kiss my @$$ you b@st@rd.

*Trish walks back out of the door and slams the door shut. Shawn stares at Sunny with a look of surprise.*