Well it would seem the time has come for petty rivalries to be brought back for one last WWeF show. The usual entertaining Double A and Black Dragon have continued where their feud left off, Hlaing and Hardcore have been putting forth the effort that made the WWeF to close (sorry boys had to throw that in.). And now the two hardest workers in the WWeF have agreed to put everything on the line for the sake of the fans. Two men, with careers that have been intertwined since their inception, will fight for the highest prize the WWeF had to offer.

SHOCK ENTERTAINMENT presents Smoker in “I’m back”

Walking around the former WWeF arena, one cannot help but feel the magic that was once contained here. The first title Smoker ever won was won in this arena, Baddboy’s first world title reign started here, the rise and fall of many superstars will forever be associated with this building. Now as a skeleton crew has paused from making the necessary preparations for the Sunday’s event, leaving the last and current reigning champion Smoker standing in the ring.

He removes his only world title belt from his waist and drapes it over his right shoulder, but not before climbing each turnbuckle and attempts to ‘play up for the fans’. IN his mind, the fans are not cheering for the founder of the FTW, or the man they loved to hate, but they are cheering for the man who will take on his friend for the defunct company’s top prize. This is what he always wanted, this was his plan since the beginning.

The WWeF champion seems to be another world. His eyes see a packed arena, his ears hear a roaring crowd, his skin is soaked with sweat as if he has prepared for his match. This all changes as the PA system begins to play ‘Hits From the Bong’ and Smoker’s, well he’s just plan shocked. He turns to the entrance ramp where a golden mop, a soiled porn magazine, and a small hand bong is being carried out by the personal interviewer of Chris Burgess, Mike Holden, walks out.

Smoker: “Holy Shit, Mike Holden. Man I haven’t seen you since the BIWF went under. How the hell have you been?”

Holden: “Eh, been better, been worse. Right now I’m just glad I have a job.”

Smoker: “IS that my bongsaber?”

Holden: “Yep, I wound up swiping all of the GOPs props after the Scots were ran out of town. I must say you boys really worked well together, and now you and Burge are fighting.”

Smoker: “So you were the one who took my shorts. Holden you are a sick, sick man.”

Holden: “Not as sick as the guy who bought them. I made about five bills after taxes.”

Smoker: “Some guy paid $500 for a pair of my old shorts? That’s unbelievable.”

Holden: “That’s what I thought, but his check cleared. Anyway I heard Burge came to you for the idea of being in the final show, and you thought up fighting him. Why Burge?”

Smoker: “Two reasons. One, Burge was the only WWeF wrestler that deserved a shot and never got one. And Two, I know me and Burge can carry the show. We’ve worked well together as teammates and now I wanted to see him on the other side of the coin so to speak.”

Holden: “I never would have guessed you two would ever step in the ring together. It’s really weird, well at least to me.”

Smoker: “Hey, I know he’s the only guy that would force me to train for the match. I mean I have a W3 match in Japan the night before for their hardcore title, then I have to fly here and wrestle Burge. Anyone but him and I would probably not care.”

Smoker now hops over the top rope, a trademark of his from the early days. Holden sees this, makes an attempt but winds up landing on the High one. After the two get up, Holden dusts Smoker off and apologizes profusely; he even continues to apologize after Smoker forgives him.

Smoker: “You hungry? I was going to get a bite before I headed back to the airport.”

Holden: “I’ll go, but I don’t want burgers.”

Smoker: “Tough Shit.”

The two leave, but not before Smoker says goodbye to the fans in his head.