The show came back on air inside Las Vegas bar where you can see all types of people are there from redneck, To bikers, To the rich people, and even the gangster people. They are sitting around having a drink and playing pool while smoking. Country music was playing though out the bar. The camera man pass by the loud people to where the bar stool area where you can see ECW's own Sandman *Wearing one of his famous black Sandman T-shirt, With blue jeans paints on, black boots on, He had his seethe which carries his famous kendo stick* He was sitting down drinking away his bottle of beer, He then reach in his right pocket to pull out his smokes and his lighter that's inside the box's, He pulls one cigarette out along with the lighter he puts his smoke on the table as he put the cigarette in his mouth he then lights it up with his left hand smoke surround him. Sandman puts this lighter back in the box's before putting it away. Sandman just look around as he speaks.

The Sandman:Last week I lost but not in a fair but I was screw by that fucking dork Goldberg. But that is ok he knew he couldn't beat me fair so it wasn't really a surprise to me. In this week I got another match but it is against a sellout. And oddly enough he came from ECW just like I did. But I was there longer and I was way better then him. And this coming stroke I will prove to them that I am the king of extreme!

Sandman takes his two left fingers he put it near the cigarette he removes it from his mouth as smokes came out from his mouth and nose he thumbs on it to make the ash fall down. Sandman grabs the beer with his right hand he then drinks some more of it before remove it away from his mouth he puts it back down on the table. He then puts the cigarette back in his mouth. Then out of no where you heard a woman's voice.

Woman Voice:Sucks about you lost last week.

With that been said Sandman slowly turn his head to his right where the voice was coming from and it was none other then Christy Hemme *Wearing a black tank top with a white skull in the middle of it, With blue jeans mine skirt she wore a belt that had a skull in the middle of it, along with her black boots on, Her hair was down* Sandman kind of smirk as she smiles back at him.

The Sandman:Yes it did fucking suck balls losing to WCW but that's in the past and he is for another time when ever he stops getting on his knees for Bischoff. Now I got to kick one of the useless wrestlers alive ass. I mean come on Mick Foley? Who the fuck he thanks he is calling himself the hardcore icon? Because he is anything but a icon he is the slowest and easiest wrestler to beat. I mean look how many time he got his ass kick in WWE enough said and the only reason he became champion there he was kissing Vince's ass but it seems like he does that all the time no matter where he goes. But he won’t be able to do so once I get done with him.

Sandman smiles evilly while nodding his head. Christy had a confuse look on her face while looking at Sandman she speaks.

Christy Hemme:How you going to do that? Wouldn't Edge get involved?

The Sandman:Easy I just kick his ass as well. I mean this guy thinks he is the shit but is nothing more then shit. All he does is fly around the ring which gets really boring after a while. Nether one of them have the right to say there an Icon. Because after awhile into there matches its like ok this shit sucks. There is never no hard hitting action just a bunch of grabbing each other. There nothing but faggots to me.

Sandman laughs a little bit before turning his head away from Christy as he takes the cigarette out his mouth with his two left fingers he then blow smoke up in the air he thumbs the ash off his cigarette. Sandman grabs his beer with his right hand he then drinks it all the way until its empty. Sandman then put the cigarette back in his mouth as he threw the bottle over his shoulder making it fall into the ground breaking it into millions of pieces. Sandman turn back looking at Hemme who smile then speaks.

Christy Hemme:What about Foley's style? Are worry about him? I mean he can be extreme as well.

Sandman takes his cigarette out his mouth with his two left fingers he blow smoke out of his mouth in nose he then puts it out on the table. Sandman laugh a little bit before he looks at Christy as he speaks.

The Sandman:Are you fucking kidding me? I fear no man nor woman or anyone. I worry about nothing just remember shit happens in life that just the way it is. And beside this guy is nothing more but a fat fuck. How the hell did he become one of the great in WWE? Haven't you notice that every time after he wrestler he sweat like a pig? That's because he is a pig. I remember when I kick his ass and hit his flab's with my kendo stick and he scream like a little bitch that he is. And he will do the same this coming pay per view, MY Pay Per View Debut.

Sandman then looks over at the bartender with his normal look on his face as he yells.

The Sandman:I need a damn beer. Give me two bottle of Budweiser BOB!

Bob nod his head as he grabs two bottles of Budweiser with each of his hand he then walks over to Sandman who has a look like he really needs a beer. Bob place it in front of him Bob then nod his head and attain to other people. Sandman grabs one bottle with his right hand he looks at it he then looks over at Christy who is looking at him in the beer. Sandman smirks as he hands it over to her.

The Sandman:Drink?

Christy Hemme:Hell yea I like a drink that is why I came here.

Sandman then smirk as Christy takes the beer bottle with her left hand and she opens the cap with easy with her right hand. She then put it in her mouth in begins to drink the beer. Sandman kind of look surprise to see Hemme is a drinker. She removes it from her mouth in puts it on the table the bottle was half way empty.

Christy Hemme:I needed that been a long night. And beside the music here sucks ass.

The Sandman:Yea this music is the worst music ever. But the beer here is great I'm going to change this shit. I don't give a shit what these fat ass dumb pigs think about it.

Sandman gets up from his bar chair as he walks over to the music boxs. Where he stop in front he then hit some buttons. While looking Sandman reach in his left pocket with his left hand and pull out his smoke he put the cigarette near his lips as he grabs one with his mouth. Sandman then lights it up with his right hand smoke fell the area. Sandman put his smokes back up as he then smirk because he found a song he likes. He hit a few buttons. And it was none other then his theme song Enter Sandman by Metallica. Sandman was nodding his head because he likes this music he then bump into this big fat country dude who was about his height. Sandman just stair at him as the country guy speak.

The Country Man:Hey boy why the hell you change our music? We hate this crap.

The Sandman:Because I can. Fucking idiot. Get the fuck out my way because you smell like shit.

The Country Man:Who the hell do you think you are boy? Huh? We don't like you people coming in here in thinking your the shit. Hey wait a second your the faggot that got beat last week.

The country man and other start to laugh after that comment he made as Sandman stay there emotion less. He takes his cigarette out of his mouth as he blows smokes in the country man face. The bar was fell with oooos after words. Sandman then puts the cigarette back in his mouth as he speaks.

The Sandman:Now I'm telling you get your fat no good lazy ass out of my face or you will suffer the same thing Mick Foley will suffer at the Royal Rumble. A Pain beat down by me the king of fucking extreme Sandman!

The Country gets really piss off he then slaps the cigarette out of Sandman mouth. It drops to the ground you hear the country guy laughing. Sandman looks down at the cigarette he then gets a piss off look on his face as he reach back with his right hand and pulls out his kendo stick. He slowly looks up at the country man as he waits to strike him he speaks.

The Sandman:Hey fat fuck over here!

The country guy turn around to a kendo stick across his head which made him fall flat on his back not moving. His buddy try to gang up on him but he swings the cane like a made man and start to beat the fuck out of them. After the two people try to gang up on him and fail the rest just back off as Sandman looks down at the country man he speaks his last word of the night.

The Sandman:You see just like that I can beat you with easy. And the same with Foley. I know this isn't a hardcore match but your ass will get fucked up. Hell even bones will be broken thanks to mother fucking king of extreme come on Christy we got more drinking to do. Christy, Christy?

Sandman look around to see Christy laying on the table he shock his head back and fourth as he drops the broken kendo stick he walks over to her and scoops her up over his right shoulder the show fades away to black seeing the fat country man still knock out. And the bar was a little bit quite as Entersandman finish off playing.

~The End.~