The camera fades into a local conveniance store in Canada. Big Al Stud is seen walking up to a cash register. He hands the checker some beef jerkey and some condoms. The checker rings them up and tries to start a conversation as they normally try to do. Checker: Ugh, hmmm, what are these for? Big Al Stud: Well those little sticks of beef are obviously for eating. And those condoms, I am planning on using those to cover up my wee-wee as I have sexual relations with a female. Stud's random use of third grade words like wee wee shut the cashier up quickly/ Stud gives her the money and starts to walk away when he is stopped by a very attractive looking female in revealing clothes. Hot chick: Hey aren't you Big Al Stud Big Al Stud: Big Al who? Oh yeah that wrestler guy, no I get that all the time. I am not near as good looking as that crafty Stud is. Hot chick: Yeah he is fine as hell, I'd fuck his eyes out if I ever really met him in person... Big Al Stud: Holy shit really? I am Big Al Stud! Hot chick: I knew it! Can I have your autograph, my brother would want it so much. Big Al Stud: Foiled again... Stud signs the autograph and the girl leaves, because she obviously wanted no part of the Big Albowski. Stud starts walking outside and he randomly stops in the middle of the parking lot and cuts a promo... Big Al Stud: Well Reaper, our big World Title match is getting closer and closer, and you would think I am getting nervouser and nervouser. And you are damn right I am nervous. I mean anyone who says they aint nervous when they step into the ring in front of a capacity crowd is flat out lying. Especially in a Main Event. Any main event really, Tuesday Night En Fuego, Friday Night Riot, or a Pay Per View. I have been in dozens of Main Events in my career, including a stable named Main Event. But the big thing about it is that its always new. You face new people, in new arenas, and in new types of matches. Reaper, your not a new opponent. I am verrrrrrrrrrry familiar with the arena, so thats not it either. This thrilling part about this match is that new type of match. Reaper, we are having an I Quit match, and truthfully...this is the first I quit match that I have ever had in my entire wrestling career. Comming up through the indys, or even in ICW. You would think that a submission specialist would have wanted an I quit match before...but I'm not like that. I want my opponents to have a chance, but just not this time. I don't want you to have a chance reaper, because I don't like you. You said that I could pick any kind of match that I wanted, and I chose. I chose very well, and shocked not only the world of wrestling...but you. The eliment of suprise was big, no one saw it comming. But the element of suprise is a big thing, but there is another thing that is much bigger. This is a little something that I like to call teh actualy match. This match is right down my alley. I am a submission wrestler Reaper. This is a submission match. In this match the winner has to beat his opponent into a verbal submission until they say the exact words "I quit" You see, I have made many people submit over my career, and you havent. There are many ways that I can put people away into submission, the favorite being the Studder Step. But ooooh no, don't think that I am vain enough to think that you wont be ready for the Studder Step. Reaper, you are smarter than you look, and I know you. You will be scouting me and watching for the studder step. But obviously that is not the only move that I am well versed in, and come Sunday you might feel the wrath of some submission moves that you have never even heard of or seen before. I might be forced to step it up one more notch and invent some holds. You don't know how it is going to come, but I do. I know exactly what you are going to do, but you dont know what moves I'm going to do. I know that you aren't going to try to do arm bars or leg locks to try to ebat me into submission, one reason being that it just won't work. We both know that if you go for that type of strategy that I will simply out wrestle you and it will be the shortest ICW PPV Main Event in all the history of the great federation we both represent. What you are going to do Reaper, is you are going to try to beat the shit out of me, and that is something that you do very well. You are obviusly going to try to pound me down and make me finally give up just to save my own life. This is a very good strategy, but I am not going to let you do this. I am not going to let you bring the match to the outside. I won't let you bring in a chair, or a table, or a chain, or any sort of weapon. I am going to keep you in my ring, wrestling my style of match, until I make you submit my way. That is just how its going to happen. We both have strategies, even though mine is better. We are both going to try to put our strategies to use, and seeing the gold belt that I will bring to ring...that proves I am the better wrestler and best in the fed. Not only am I better than you, but I am a much smarter wrestler...and those are just a few of the reasons that I am going to make you utter the words I quit Sunday Night to keep the Summer of Stud rolling... Big Al Stud: But Reaper, let me ask you a little something...why are you so fucking scared of me? You are the most scared that you have ever been stepping into a match in your entire ICW career. I have never seen you go and run to hide from someone. I mean at first you were all like, you can pick whatever stipulation that you want. Reaper, you are a smart guy...which means you should have realized how smart an individual I am. You should have known that giving the opportunity to pick the match type was not going to work out in your favor. Now that I think about it...what the fuck were u thinking? Did you think that I was going to shock you and pick a match that favored you? Hell no, that would be just simply moronic. I mean, obviously I picked the match that would favor me the most. I thought to myself, well Reaper is a brawler...so I dont want some street fight or hardcore match. Then I realized, hey I am the best damn submission wrestler in Internet Championship Wrestling Histroy, why not make a submission match the stipulation? But that wasn't enough, I needed to really just make sure that you could not win. I knew that I won't ever mutter the words I quit, so I decided I would make you say those very words...in an I quit match! I picked the perfect match for me, a match that you can't win...and i can't lose. You can't do submissions, so you can't win. I can't help but do great submissions...not to mention I won't give up and quit on my dream. So this truly is a match that you can't win...and i cant lose! Its all perfect, and the beauty of it was that it was all your idea for this to be chosen by me. You said that I could chose the stipulation for this match, but after I picked it...you wanted to back out. You tried everything you could to keep this match from going down, but you forgot one thing. Unlike many people in ICW, I have been here over two years just like you, and I have alot more pull than you would think. SO I called my boy Mr. D and he made the match official. That pretty much pissed you off Reaper so u decided to take that out and take the match into your own hands. You should have attacked me, but what did you do? You attacked poor defenseless ICW owner Mr. D. Now what kind of shit is that? Mr. D never did anything to you, he only did what was in the best interest of the fans, just like I always do. I did what was the best for the fans just by joining ICW, and everything I do now is for them...especially when I saved Mr. D, and especially when I make you say the words I quit come Sunday Night at Rude Awakening's Main Event. Now Pyro, aside from me, and Mr. D, there is another person that you have your mind on. As a matter of fact I think you really have your mind running a mile a minute, on way to many things at one time. You are focused on too many people for too many reasons to step into the ring and out wrestle a wrestler. Thats just not the way it works for anyone...not even you. But that other person you keep thinking about...that person is Pyro. You keep comming down to the ring and trying to be all buddy buddy with Pyro, but he obviously doesn't want it. Reaper, I don't really know if you realize that Pyro fucking hates your guts! He doesn't want to be on your team, be allies, or even be in teh same ring with you. You always try to come down to the ring and help him out, but you aren't helping him out for shit...and I think that we both realize that. So when Pyro faced me and Gerard for the Tag Team Titles with Johnny Jacobsen, you had to know what you were doing when you attacked me and distracted him for the loss at the same time. You know all thats going on, but thats the real problem. There is just way to much stuff going on in your head Reaper. Everything is running rampid in there and you are trying to follow it all. Its all running through your head and tomorrow night another thing is going to be running through your head to add to your confusion. That is going to be the immense pain of the Studder Step, then you will be forced to scream out, I QUIT! The thoughts of failure are going to then run around there adding even more confusion causing your old ass to have a midlife crisis, hopefully it will carry your ass away from ICW for good, but either way I am going to carry something with me out of the arena Sunday...The ICW World Title, Stables Titles...and the tag team titles. Once again a Triple Champion! Big Al Stud walks over to his car and slowly drives off, letting his idle speed do the work for him...so to speak, as the camera fades...

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