Crow: (yelling down at the audience) DUDE!!! WE'RE BACK ON!!! PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON AND GET THE HELL UP HERE!!!


Crow sits back down.


Crow: Uh, yeah. Next fight be good.....


Rain hops up to the tower, fully dressed.


Rain: Hi.


Crow: What the hell happened? One second you're just sitting here, the next you're down there running around in the audience naked.


Rain: I saw a spider.


Crow: Oh. Okay.


Rain: So, what's the next fight?


Crow: Oooooo, this is the good one! No one knows how it'll end! It's Slipknot vs. KoRn and Limp Bizkit!


Rain: Ooooo yay!


Crow: Yeah, I've been waiting for awhile for this--


Someone From Below: (yelling) I HAVE DONE IT!!!!


Crow: Dude, was that?


Rain: Dude, it's Steven!


Steven climbs up to where Rain and Crow are.


Steven: I HAVE FINALLY DESIGNED A MACHINE THAT CAN CLONE BOOTY JUICE!!!!


Rain: Dude, cool. Bring it out here.


Steven: OKAY!!!!


Steven runs into the back.


Crow: Dude, Limp Bizkit and KoRn are in the ring.


Rain: So?


Crow: They're ready to fight.


Rain: Oh, hell. Who the fuck gave Fred Durst a fucking microphone?


Fred Durst: Yo, yo, yo, listen up. A lot of people have asked me and Jon a question, they wanted us to do something, and we're finally ready to do it right now. In front of all the people here in the Deathmatch arena, and in front of all the people at home.


Crow: OH, HELL NO!!!! I DON'T THINK SO!!!! I'M NOT GONNA SIT HERE AND WATCH WHILE YOU AND JON FUCK EACH OTHER UP THE ASS!!!!


Fred: No, it's not like that!


Crow: Oh. So you're gonna use a dildo?


Fred: Naw, yo. See, lots of our fans, they want to see Limp Bizkit and KoRn join together....become just one big band. We're announcing now that we're gonna do that.


Rain: Dude, aren't they already the same damn band?


Crow: I thought so.


Corey comes walking down the Deathmatch ramp.


Corey: Nobody cares what the fuck you two are gonna do! Nobody that counts, anyway! Goddamn teenybopper icons!


Fred: Hey, man. It's not cool to say words like "Goddamn"...I'm very religious....I have a lot of faith in God.


Corey: So do the rest of the teenybopper stars.


Fred: I'm not a teenybopper star! I'm a hardcore Nigga, straight outta Compton!!!


Corey: Look in the mirror, you ass! You're white, and you're from Jacksonville, Florida.


Fred: Same thing, man! We got just as much 'hood there as they have in Harlem!


Corey: Yeah, sure. What, did you have to suffer Wheelchair Drive-By's growing up?


Fred: Yeah!


The rest of Slipknot runs out.


Mick: Grrrrr....fuck talk....we fight now....


Crow: Okay! Yay! Kick their ass, Mick!!!


Slipknot takes their place in the ring.


Mills: (pointing in the direction of the majority of Bizkit and at KoRn) Personally, I think you all are a bunch of wusses....(points at Slipknot and Wes) and I think you all are a bunch of freak shows.....but anyway.....LET'S GET IT ON!!!


The two groups face off against one another, with Fred Durst staring down Joey Jordison, DJ Lethal looking over at Jim Root, Sam Rivers squaring off against Mick Thompson, Fieldy getting ready to go toe-to-toe with Shawn Crahan, Jon Davis itching to go against Corey Taylor, Head ready for Chris Fehn, Munky vs. Paul Grey, John Otto ready to roll with Sid Wilson, and Wes Borland and David Silvera ready to gang up on Craig Jones. Joey and Fred stare at each other....each reaches behind their back....and brings out.......a skateboard?


Joey and Fred: IT'S GO TIME, BITCH!!!


Okay, so what happens next? It's all up to you. In the spirit of the choose your own endings books, we're gonna let you choose how it goes. So, who do you like better? If you say Slipknot, click here. If you say Korn and Limp Bizkit, click here.