*The scene opens and we find ourselves overlooking a pretty busy area of town. The afternoon traffic is heavy and the sun is shining bright. It's unseasonably warm outside for winter, so a lot of people are seen using the old way of transportation...their feet. But the cameraman seems to be focusing on two individuals walking along. The camera zooms in and bit and focuses and we come to realize it's the current NWF Tag Team Champions and the favorites to take this whole MTT3 tourney home...Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas...Absolute Power! The two are walking along...showing off their NWF gold draped over their shoulders. Let's listen in and find out what's on their minds.*

Jack Daniels: Ok, here's one. Did ya realize that if ya add up all the Ol' No.7 that this drunken bastard has drank in his life, it would be more than a large body of water...or even a few of 'em put together. Bet ya didn't know that.

Evan Douglas: Wait, I think I got one. How about this one...do you realize that Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas, Absolute Power, is absolutely unbeatable...absolutely unstoppable...absolutely devistating...ABSOLUTELY PERFECT!

Jack Daniels: There ya go...you're gettin' the hang of this here.

Evan Douglas: There would be a time when I would be worrying about our opponents this week...but now, there ain't nothing that can stop us.

Jack Daniels: Ya got that staright. Especially when it's those sorry sunuva bitches that can't stop talkin' 'bout poopin' and fartin'...what the hell are their names?

Evan Douglas: The Latino Powers.

Jack Daniels: Whoa whoa...isn't that gimmick infringement? We're Absolute Power and their Latino Powers. What's the deal with this bullshit.

Evan Douglas: Yeah you're right. If only they were right here in front of us...we'd show them just who has all the power around here. *Suddenly, Daniels stops in his tracks and as he looks up at something, a grin comes across his face.* What is it Jack?

Jack Daniels: Evan hasn't Jack Daniels come through for ya each and every time? Hasn't Jack Daniels given ya gold...fame and power, just like he promised? *Evan nods his head in a "yes, what's your point" type way* Well then, today is your lucky day cuz Jack Daniels is gonna give ya somethin' else. As a matter of fact, he's gonna give ya exactly what ya just asked for...the Latino Powers.

Evan Douglas: How are you going to do that?

*Daniels just keeps looking straight ahead with a huge grin on his face. Daniels points in the direction he's looking. What the hell is he looking at that has given him a grin from ear to ear...OH MY....the Latino Powers have GOT to be in there...TACO BELL! Daniels and Douglas make their way into the Taco Bell. They both look around the place when they first enter but don't see anything of real importance.*

Jack Daniels: This is where those latino bastards spend about 23 hours of their day in? In a dump like this? Wait a second, now this drunken bastard realizes why those jackasses are here all the damn time. Look 'round Evan, all these people in here...all these people workin' in here...all these people are the Latino Powers family. Look, don't ya see the resemblence. Small, ugly...so ugly in fact, they're all wearin' masks just like Jorge and Jose. And look at 'em work back there. THey have no fuckin' clue what they're doin'...just like Jorge and Jose in the ring. I bet ya those assholes are somewhere in here...and we're gonna find 'em.

Evan Douglas: ****EVAN SPEAKING PART*****somewhere in the end, have ED say "You go ahead and look for them Jack, I gotta go to the bathroom" or something like that, then when you come back, you found the farting donkey by the dumpsters, you couldn't go in the dirty bathrooms here cuz they smelled like POOP, so you went behind the dumpsters...lol

*Daniels approaches the counter where orders are placed and begins interrogating them there*

Jack Daniels: Alright lady...where are those two enchiladas ya call the Latino Powers?

Employee: Would you like sunting to drink with you enchiladas?

Jack Daniels: No no. Hold on...donde es dos cambron, el Latino Power?

Employee: Poop? You say poop?

Jack Daniels: Alright, now this drunken bastard knows they're in her somewhere.

*Daniels jumps over the counter while some of the employees are yelling and we don't have a clue what they're saying. Daniels begins looking around, underneath the counter, in the kitchen, in the sour cream dispenser, underneath the nachos, in the meat...which makes Daniels shudder and say...*

Jack Daniels: No wonder they poop all the fuckin' time. Look at all this crap. Are they allowed to serve this type of shit? Well seein' as how the Latino Powers are allowed to serve up shit in the ring that they call 'rasslin', then this might not be as bad. But what is bad is the fact that they wanna call themselves Power. No no putas. We're the only Powers 'round...Absolute Power. All ya have is the power of the poop and the burrito. But ya see, Jack and Evan...the NWF Tag Team Champions...we have the ABSOLUTE POWER! And since ya prolly don't understand the language so much, let Jack Daniels break that down for ya. Senor Daniels and senor Douglas tame todos power...all the fuckin' power that exists muchachos. All right here...

* **********Here's where Evan comes back from the bathroom and brings in the farting donkey or whatever it was. I figured you could handle this part in describing the donkey and all cuz i never read the post.************

Evan Douglas: *******EVAN SPEAKING PART**********

Jack Daniels: There ya have it muchachos. Don't bet away the family business on your hopes of winnin' this match here, let alone the tournament. When Absolute Power is 'round, there ain't no one else that can stop 'em. Especially two powerless jackasses like yourselves. Ya can poop all ya want...ya can say poop all ya fuckin' want. But let Jack Daniels tell ya this...both of ya are gonna poop all over your fuckin' selves once ya realize that...

Evan Douglas: *****EVAN SPEAKING PART**** Anything else you want to put in bro...

Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas: Till then...PUTAS!

*And with that, we fade to the image of Daniels chasing around one of these Taco Bell people, trying to get their mask off of their face and Evan trying to teach this farting donkey to say Yo Queiro Taco Bell. Fade to black...*