{MATT BUDAI} - CHRIS YOU WHORE! You wanna explain exactly what the unholy hell that was last night?
\\//Well...that coulda been...*smack*worse...\\//
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Dude...sorry I...
{MATT BUDAI} - YOU WERE ON DRUGS!
{CHRIS MURIEL} - No I wasn't I...was just really damn tired...
{MATT BUDAI} - HOW THE HELL COULD YOU HAVE BEEN TIRED?!?!?! YOU HAVEN'T DONE JACK SCHITT FOR A WEEK AND A HALF!
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Dude...it's over and done with. What we have to worry about is beating the unholy crap out of Enforcer tomorrow, and you know we'll do it.
{MATT BUDAI} - THAT'S NOT THE ONLY THING! We have to worry about getting our asses laughed out of the building!
{CHRIS MURIEL} - You're seriously concerned about that?
{MATT BUDAI} - YES!
\\//Now it's my turn to be the pissed off bitch.\\//
{CHRIS MURIEL} - You know what? Whatever they say or do before that match is going to do a complete 180 after the match. They might laugh and spit and toss crap on us before we kick Enforcer's ass. But after that, either dead silence out of respect or rousing cheers for us. Our actions speak louder than our words Matt, you should know that. And everyone in that arena tomorrow's gonna know that.
{MATT BUDAI} - You mean it this time right? You're not on drugs. You're not on another incessant ramble from the depths of who knows where?
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Honest to God truth. We're goin' out there, and I'll be damned to hell if the Old and Big guy gets a shot in on us. We're going out there, and whatever the hell the fans say about my idiotic, quote unquote "promo" last night, we're gonna make them eat it...we're gonna shove it up their ass and down their throat because we'll have kicked the Enforcer's ass. Understand that?
{MATT BUDAI} - Now you're talkin'. Let's head to Michigan.