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Match Part 6
The
scene opens up with Morbius and PKA sitting in there locker
room. Morbius:
Nothing will get him anywhere Harzy, Haven't you
realized that yet? And personally, I don't give a flying
fuck what your name is, because none of that matters. What
matters is that your gonna get your ass kicked, right along
with your partner, and you need to make your will now. And I
do know who you are, You are a nobody. You are nothing
compared to me and PKA. You and your stupid partner do have
something in common though. You both have silly ideas in
your heads that you can beat us. Everyone knows it will
never happen. I also have an answer to your stupid
questions, Yes, I can beat you, so can PKA. It will be
really easy. And the only thing that you will be about at
Malice, is laying on the mat crying, with your partner.
Speaking of which, you will not get the chance to beat your
partner up, Because me and PKA are gonna knock you both into
your senses.
PKA:
Yes we will. We are gonna give you a "Grade A"
Ass whoopin. Me and Morbius are gonna walk out of the ring,
With our hands help up high, and we will be laughing at you
two crybabies. Morbius:
Well PKA. At least that fool finally showed his face. PKA:
At least? What he said was so damn stupid, he should have
just kept quiet and taken his ass whoopin, "Grade
A" Style. Morbius:
You know it little partner, we are gonna kick their ass
from here to Canada, and then some. PKA:
Little? Well alright, I am only 5'9" but hey! Size
doesn't matter when you're "Grade A" PKA. Morbius:
Size doesn't matter this Malice either, But we are much
wiser than those fools, and much quicker. Those are the two
most important qualities in the ring. PKA:
Yeah, Well. We should go to the gym now. Just to work
out a little. Morbius:
Not like we need it. PKA
and Morbius laugh as they walk to the gym. The scene fades
black. TO
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