Stone Cold Having A Beer

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~(...The lights die down and begin to flash as 'Glass Shatters' by Disturbed begins to blare over the P.A. system. The crowd raises to their feet, cheering and chanting WHAT as Stone Cold along with Debra come walking out onto the ramp-way. Austin takes a look into the crowd, they then continue down to the ring. As they approach the ring, Debra climbs the stairs but Austin goes to the front of the ring and climbs up on the apron. He looks back and forth at the crowd as Debra bends over and the fans cheer before they both get into the ring. He steps into the ring as the lights go back to normal and the music dies down. Austin grabs a microphone as the crowd continues to boo...)~

[-The Bionic Redneck-] Who wants to hear a story? WHAT!? But this isn't any old story! WHAT? It's not about Jed! WHAT? The man who could hardly keep his family fed! This story  is about a man named Steve Austin! WHAT? M! WHAT? STONE COLD! WHAT? 3:16! WHAT? THE RATTLESNAKE! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!

~(...The crowd cheers some more...)~

[-The Bionic Redneck-] Now I just found out that this match at Judgement Day WHAT? On Sunday! WHAT? The PPV! WHAT? Judgement Day! WHAT? There's a ladder match! WHAT? A ladder! WHAT? You gotta climb that son bitch WHAT? Get to the top. WHAT? Grab the belt! WHAT? MY BELT! WHAT? THE WWE UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP! WHAT? Then climb your ass down! WHAT? Ding ding! WHAT? 1 2 3! WHAT? It's over! WHAT? I win! WHAT? David Flair loses! WHAT? Taker loses! WHAT? They lose! They are pathetic! WHAT? Losers! WHAT? They aren't special!

~(...Austin starts to pace around the ring a little...)~

[-The Bionic Redneck-] David Flair, you lil son of a bitch, I see you running around backstage! WHAT? Slapnut? WHAT? Who let Jeff Jarrett in? WHAT? You lil son of a bitch let ol stone cold tell you somethin! At Judgement Day! WHAT? On Sunday! WHAT? The day after Saturday! WHAT? The day before Monday! WHAT? You have no chance! WHAT? Are you supposed to scare me? WHY? Because you say slap nut? WHAT? Because your old man is co-owner? WHAT? Because you scream like a pathetic jackass! WHAT? WHOOOOOOOOOO! WHAT? Look at ya! With your bleached blonde hair, WHAT? Your blue eyes! WHAT? Your pathetic! A disgrace! WHAT? A loser! You got the shallow end of the gene pool! WHAT? Cuz you suck! Hell if I was your old man I'd beat your ass! WHAT? You'd be an embarrasment! WHAT? Then there's the Undertaker! WHAT? The American Badass! WHAT? Deadman Inc. WHAT? The Phenom! WHAT? Are all those nicknames supposed to impress me? Because they don't! Your a deadman? WHAT? Dead men don't get title shots! WHAT? They're dead! WHAT? Over! WHAT? Finished! WHAT? No more! WHAT? DEAD!!! Taker you tall son of a bitch! Listen to Stone Cold and listen good! WHAT? Lend me a ear! WHAT? Pay Attention! WHAT? Listen! You don't scare Stone Cold! EH EH! You can bring your coffin, your body bag, your Harley, WHAT? Your death in a box, your big garbage bag, and your piece of shit bike! WHAT? That's right boy I called it a piece of shit! WHAT? My truck is better! WHAT? It is! WHAT? You don't impress Stone Cold one bit! EH EH! Judgement Day? WHAT? Well I judge you and David Flair, both JACKASSES! WHAT? Your both pathetic! WHAT? Come Sunday, that lil slap nut will walk down the ramp hootin and hollerin, WHOOOO!! WHAT? Then the dead man! WHAT? Comin down on your Harley! Your pathetic! Then when you hear the glass, that's someone's ass! WHAT? Ol' Stone Cold is comin! WHAT? I'll walk down this ramp, drink a beer, then another, then another, then another, then another! WHAT? I'll step inside this son of a bitchin ring! WHAT? One Stunner! WHAT? Two Stunners! WHAT? Climb the ladder! WHAT? Rung by rung! WHAT? Stop at the top, tell ya jackasses your both number one! WHAT? Grab MY WWE UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP! WHAT? I win! WHAT? It's over! WHAT? I win! WHAT? ME! WHO? I WIN!!! AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE... WHY? CUZ STONE COLD SAID SO! WHAT? Because I said so!!!

~(...Austin walks over next to Debra and puts his arm around her. Austin drops down the microphone as 'Glass Shatters' by Disturbed blasts up again and Debra and Austin exit the ring to a cheering crowd. As they head through the back towards their locker room, they are stopped by Michael Cole...)~

[-The Bionic Redneck-] WHAT? DO... WHAT? YOU.... WHAT? WANT? WHAT!!!

[-MC-]  I was just wondering if I could get an interview with you and Debra.

[-The Bionic Redneck-] Make it fast. WHAT? Speedy! WHAT? Quick! WHAT? Over in a flash! WHAT? I don't got a lot of time! WHAT?

[-MC-] Well, you say that it won't take a lot to defeat David Flair and Undertaker, but are you doing anything special to get ready for your match.

[-The Bionic Redneck-] WHAT? Are you stupid! WHAT? Dumb! WHAT? Dense! WHAT? Thick! WHAT? Your pathetic! WHAT? Are your questions supposed to impress me? They don't! WHAT? Listen good Cole, Stone Cold ain't scared of no dead man! WHAT? Or the son of a 16 time WORLD CHAMP! WHAT? They dont impress me! WHAT? They aren't special! WHAT? Stone Cold is the WWE UNDISPUTED CHAMPION! WHAT? Ain't no how, no way, anyone is takin this belt! WHAT? EH EH!

[-MC-] And Debra, do you plan on being ringside for Steve's match?

[-Debra-] Of course, you are stupider then you look. I will be at ringside supporting my man one hundred percent. And I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty by slapping David or The Undertaker right across their big ugly faces. Whatever it takes to make sure Steve gets the win!

[-MC-] Yes...

[-The Bionic Redneck-] Are we through? WHAT? Done! WHAT? Over! Yes we are! WHAT? Do you know why? BECAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO! WHAT? BECAUSE I SAID SO!!

~(...Austin shoves MC aside as he puts his arm around Debra and they head towards their locker room as the scene fades to black...)~

BACKSTAGE AS THEY ARE LEAVING....

~(... Austin and Debra are walking towards the exit as they run into Kurt Angle! The man who just last RAW struck Stone Cold with his very own WWE UNDISPUTED TITLE...)~

[-Your Olympic Hero-] You know Austin I have been here in the WWF a long time. I've got zero respect! Then people like you who walk around swilling beer and saying (in a mocking voice) WHAT! get whatever they want! Well I'm sick of it Austin! I've been screwed over again and again. Finally, I took matters into my own hands and look what I have to show for it? I'm going to be the EURO-INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! Sunday Night, I'm going to do the same thing. I'm taking matters into my hands. I'm going to be the same Kurt Angle I was at the Olympics when I had a broken neck. The only way anyone going to beat me is to try and kill me. Go ahead and break my arm, leg, rib, even my damn neck. I'm still going to stand up, hit any opponent with the Angle Slam and I'll slap on the Angle Lock so fast you'll feel every bit of pain my body is going through to get to that Undisputed Championship. Oh that's right Austin! Your Undisputed Championship! On SmackDown! your but belongs to me bucko! Oh it's true Austin, it's damn true! And the truth hurts doesn't it?

[-The Bionic Redneck-] WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? Take matters into your WHAT? Your own hands? WHAT? Who the hell do you think you are son? WHAT? That was six years ago! WHAT? In the past! WHAT? It's over! This is the WWE son! WHAT? Steve Austin's world! There ain't no retarded russians runnin around here! EH EH! Just some olympic jackass! That's you, ya goofy bastard! If you ever, hit Stone Cold again.... I'll take those medals and shove em up your lil ass! WHAT? Right up your rectum! WHY? Because I can! WHY? Because Stone Cold Said So!

:.: All of the sudden from around the corner HHH enters into the picture :.:

[-The Cerebral Assassin" Triple-H-] Three! Three days until Judgement Day! Three days until one man walks out as the true number one contender! Three days until one man solidifies himself as "The Man"! Three days until one man can truly call himself "Master of the Game"! And like I said, there can only be one single man who will walk out of Nashville, Tennessee as the true number one contender! For on that night, a man will take his rightful place next to the heroes of old who have gone before him! The men like Andre The Giant, Big John Studd, Hulk Hogan, Jake The Snake Roberts, and other men who stood for what this company is! Now, a man only can do one thing to prepare for this type of event! All he can do is.....PRAY! He must pray that he is the one who at the end of it all is raising that World Wrestling Entertainment Undisputed Championship high into the air! But I won't predict that I will be the one who will be doing the strutting around the ring with the Undisputed Championship in my the grasp of my hand, but I will promise you this! I will be damned if I ain't the number one contender after Sunday night!! I will make it to the finals! Now I know Austin and Kurt you both have one question on your minds! And that question is: "Why would Triple-H do what he did?" Why would he put himself in the middle of this dog fight? Is that not your question? Good! Now, let me answer that question! I did what I did because I can! I did it because I AM THE GAME, AND I AM THAT.....DAMN.....GOOD! And I did it because no one was going to stop me from doing it! Vince McMahon can't stop me! Ric Flair can't stop me! Sure as hell you two can't stop me!

[-Your Olympic Hero-] First off Hunter.. I'd expect you to know better mister! I mean that's no message to sound to America's youth! Do what you want! Geez Hunter you might as well tell them to buy plastic gund!

[-The Bionic Redneck-] WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? To hell with the youth! WHAT? To hell with you Kurt Angle! WHAT? I said go to hell son! WHAT? And you! The Cerebral Assassin? Is that supposed to make me scared? It doesn't! WHAT? I just got one thing to say to both of you jackasses...

:.: Austin nails HHH sending him against the wall. Austin hits Kurt with lefts and rights! Kick to the gut... STUNNER! STONE COLD STUNNER ON ANGLE! Triple H comes back and swings at Austin. Austin ducks, kick to the gut, STUNNER! STONE COLD STUNNER! Austin flicks them both off, reaches for a cooler and begins to drink over top of them as beer spills all over them! :.:

[-The Bionic Redneck-] Do you know why Stone Cold did that? WHY? Because I can! WHY? That's the bottom line! WHY? Cuz Stone Cold Said So!!

:.: the scene fades to black :.: