James Ace:
It's an honor and a privilege to once again be standing in front of you people for the PWF. And even more of an honor to once again have at my side, the Dark Patriot himself, Dangerous Del Wilkes.

Del Wilkes:
As the founding members of one of the greatest supergroups wrestling has ever seen, the PWF has asked the two of us to present the award for Stable of the Year, for 2005.

James Ace:
Stable of the Year. ... You know, people in wrestling, they always band together for their own purposes, protection, what have you ... but it takes a special group to stay together, to truly dominate wrestling.

Del Wilkes:
Much like the way the two of us, as the founders of Rated R, dominated such hapless chaps as Fire & Ice in the SCW.

James Ace:
In a manner that could be described as exactly the same, in fact.

Del Wilkes:
In 2005, there were a number of groups who tried to recapture that same kind of magic, and a few ... came very, very close.

James Ace:
The nominees are ...

Del Wilkes:
The New World Order.

James Ace:
The ... Perfect Team.

Del Wilkes:
Rated ... Rated R? Still kicking after all these years.

James Ace:
The Natural Born Thrillers.

Del Wilkes:
Team SEC.

James Ace:
Team SEC? Haven't I seen them somewhere before?

Del Wilkes:
Yeah. Edge owes you five bucks.

Masked Man 1:
(yelling from crowd) I DO NOT~!

James Ace:
Well, whatever. Dangerous Del, who's it gonna be?

Del Wilkes:
The winners are ... (opens envelope, grimacing) ... the Perfect Team.

PA SYSTEM:
["OUT OF MY WAY" by SEETHER] ...

(Mr. Perfect, Bobby Heenan, The Undefeatable Chris Jericho, The Undefeatable Kimona Wanalaya, and Batista all rise from the crowd together, and march to the podium. Perfect and Wilkes stare each other down for a long moment before Heenan picks up the Slammy trophy and offers it to Perfect, who turns to face the audience.)

Mr. Perfect:
Let's get something straight right here. Any one of us alone ... is an unstoppable force. For instance me, wrestling perfection -- I'm the Wrestler of the Year, as if there was ever any doubt. But when we all made the conscious decision to come together, to become the Perfect Team ... we redefined what it means to dominate this sport. There was a time, years ago, when two men named James Ace and Del Wilkes could join together, win a single match, and call that domination. Today, under the rules the Perfect Team has imposed on the world of professional wrestling, a single victory is hardly even anything to celebrate. To us, that's just business as usual.

(He takes a step back, and The Undefeatable Chris Jericho steps up to the podium.)

The Undefeatable Chris Jericho:
I could not have done this alone.

The Undefeatable Kimona Wanalaya:
GASP! You lie!

The Undefeatable Chris Jericho:
No, no, it's true, I checked. You have to have at least three people to be considered a stable. So to my comrades, my space-filling comrades, The Undefeatable would just like to say that being a part of the Perfect Team has been among the greatest honors in my long, illustrious, honor-filled career. It's not quite on the level of the FIVE championships I hold, nor is it quite as great as Kimona on a waterbed ... but this, this is swell. It really is. Jericho - OUT!

(Perfect once again takes center stage as Jericho begins whispering something to Kimona.)

Mr. Perfect:
And even though one of the men who made this all possible couldn't be here tonight ... Ex ... this one's for ...

(There's a sudden commotion as Kimona slaps Jericho!)

The Undefeatable Kimona Wanalaya:
How DARE you!? Young David, HOLD ME BACK!

(Batista begins trying to prevent her from attacking Jericho further, as Jericho flees to the front of the stage.)

The Undefeatable Chris Jericho:
Should've known better than to trust you! Perfect, gimme that, I'm gonna bust her up!

(He grabs the Slammy trophy and begins brandishing it as a weapon. Kimona slips out of Batista's grasp and pounces on him, but Jericho is able to catch her.)

The Undefeatable Kimona Wanalaya:
Got the trophy?

The Undefeatable Chris Jericho:
Got the trophy.

The Undefeatable Kimona Wanalaya:
Then, my love, LET US BE OFF!

(Jericho dashes away to the backstage area, leaving Perfect, Heenan, and Batista looking somewhat flabbergasted.)

Mr. Perfect:
What just happened here?

Bobby Heenan:
They got the trophy!

Batista:
... that trophy will forever be unclean.