Corparate Head Quaerers

Genre Won: and The Champ The Champ: " we don't know who he is or who he might represent: but we know onething, from top to bottom every crevice and edge of this sport we are known as the best, and some glorified jobber to come in here and unravel "Genre Won" !" We are gonna pull his mask off and tell the world who he os! I looked up after the blow and this mealy green masked man grabs me and suplexes me: Jive and wrong I'm more than just a star man I'm a Superstar. One thing though" I'm champion the Worlds champion and that's the way it gonna be!" Announcer: get this man outta here! ( the champ turn back to him) The Champ: what did you say to me? What did you say, Guy two: calm down man, calm down we got the main event. The Champ: I'm the main event, you get outta my face it's all about me everything's all about me Vain and Vanity it's all about me. I don't need you busters here anyway. The announcer: He's outta control, get him outta here. The Champ: It's over man, ya'll fired and Mr. TV guy ( he fister falls him) and the camera man stops the footage. ( we heard the announcer say "it's go away heat: thats what it is that why the other guys lost there respect for him, get him outta here")