*The scene opens and we find ourselves standing outside a...Dunkin' Donuts? What the hell are we doing at a Dunkin' Donuts? Who cares actually, what's important are the two men who are here at Dunkin' Donuts. The two men who define what a true tag team is...the NWF Tag Team Champions...Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas otherwise known as Absolute Power. Daniels and Douglas are standing outside looking at the store. Douglas scratches his head and speaks*

Evan Douglas: Are you sure this is where our match is supposed to be?

Jack Daniels: Yeah, that's what the itinirary said...Dunkin' Donuts.

Evan Douglas: Wait a second, let me look at that. *Grabs the pice of paper from Daniel's hands* I think you're drinking entirely too much Old No.7. This says the Dunkin' Donuts Arena...not Dunkin' Donuts.

Jack daniels: Oh well, the limo driver already took off in search of a hooker. Might as well go in and grab some Ol' No.7 or somethin'.

Evan Douglas: They don't have any liquor in there.

Jack Daniels: They don't? Ah damn...this is gonna suck.

Evan Douglas: Well, we can grab some coffee or something...seeing as it is 3 am.

Jack Daniels: Coffee? What the hell is coffee? Ya know I only drink...

Evan Douglas: Yeah I know...Old No.7. Besides this should be a perfect opportunity to cut a promo against our opponents this week in the MTT3.

Jack Daniels: Good point. Think 'bout it. We have to go up 'gainst Psycho Circus. And who else comes into a Dunkin' Donuts at 3am but a bunch of isomniacs and psychos.

Evan Douglas: Except for us.

Jack Daniels: Of course...except for us...the NWF Tag Team Champions. DId ya get that Psychos...the NWf Tag Team Champions. We have beaten tag team after team after fuckin' tag team and we still have an iron grip on these titles. 40 days and coutnin' fellas, and we're still undefeated. No one...no fuckin' one has been able to give us any competition, let alone take these titles away. And now, ya bastards wanna step in, take Absolute Power done and take claim to the MTT3 champions? I don't fuckin' think so. What do ya think Evan?

Evan Douglas: ************EVAN SMACK***********

*Daniels and Douglas walk into the Dunkin' Donuts, and as soon as they do, they stop and spot out some of the cutsomers and help.*

Jack Daniels: Damn, look at thes freaks in here. Look at that guy laid out in the booth over there sleepin'.

Evan Douglas: How about those stoners over there stuffing there faces with a twelve pack of donuts.

Jack Daniels: Damn, look at that homelss guy over there trying to bum a fuckin' cup of coffee. What a bunch of fuckin' psychos that live in this world today. But none are more noticeable than the two we have to take down this Monday night. Ya know Crippler, it surprises me that after the beatin' your gonna take Sunday night from Jack Daniels at March of Death, that you're willin' to go up 'gainst Jack Daniels one more time. Isn't one ass whoopin' 'nuff? Or wait, is it the ass whoopen from Evan that you're waitin' for? Whatever the case is, the end result is gonna be the same for ya. Just like Sunday night, when ya lose once 'gain to The Drunk One...you're gonna lose once 'gain to Absolute Power. Just like ya and your group of jackasses have done in the past...lose to Absolute Power. Hell, it seems to be of tradition to ya as of late. So there won't be any new surprises once the greatest tag team in the history of this industry whoop your asses and go on to fame...fortune...and their big, gold trophy signifyin' 'em as the new Tag Team of the Millenium.

Evan Douglas: ***************EVAN SMACK**************

Jack Daniels: Ya know, come to think of it, Jack Daniels has never been in the squared circle 'gainst Spiral. As a matter of fact, Jack Daniels has never heard from him or even seen his face. But does it really matter? Does it really matter that some NYSWF reject is your partner Crip? I don't fuckin' think so. Must I remind ya that ya bastards have your toughest competition starin' right at ya bastards? Yeah, ya looney bastards might be seeded number one, but do ya actually think that gives ya an advantage of some sorts? Not when you're goin' up 'gainst the greatest tag team known to man. We are the current NWF Tag Team Champions for a reason fellas...cuz we are the fuckin' best...plain and simple. We know it...these freaks in here know it...the whole damn world knows it. And after Monday night...ya bastard will know it too.

Evan Douglas: ****************EVAN SMACK*************

Jack Daniels: Let me ask ya psychos a question. What are ya willin' to do to win this match and ultimately the MTT3? Are ya willin' to sacrifice it all...your body...your reputation...your fuckin' life? I didn't think so. Ya see, that's what seperates Absolute Power from ya freaks. We are willin' to do whatever the fuck it takes to win this tourney. It's just 'nother form of proof that we are thee greatest tag team to set foot in a ring. We are willin' to sacrifice our bodies. We are willin' to sacrifice our reputations. We are willin' to sacrifice our gold even. Ya don't even wanna hear what else we're willin' to sacrifice to tkae home the MTT33 trophy. And since that means havin' to whoop your asses...then so fuckin' be it. Yeah we're self centered and have ego, but ya see, we have a right to be. Just in case ya forgot, we're the NWF Tag Team Champions...we're Absolute Power, and that's exactly what we have. We control what goes down each and every week in this tourney. We run this shit...not your psycho asses. Don't think for one single solitary second that ya bastards actually stand a chance at getitn' by us, let alone win this tourney. I don't fuckin' think so. Let this drunken bastard say that 'gain so it sticks in your mind...your chances of winnin' this match, let alone this tourney...I DON'T FUCKIN' THINK SO!

Evan Douglas: ************EVAN SMACK***************

Jack Daniels: Ya see, ya jackasses are psychos in these circus we call life. Ya simple minded motherfuckers actually think ya can take this tourney, which ultimately says that ya can beat the greatest tag team this industry has seen. Fuck Public Enemey...Fuck Bloodsport...you're lookin' at the epitomy of a tag team. Ya got the experience...the knowledge and the legend in this drunken bastard. And then ya have the talent...the heart...and the determination in Douglas. Put it all together and you're talkin' 'bout an unstoppable force. Now if ya bastards can beat Absolute Power, then more power to ya. But it ain't quite that simple. Ya realize ya have to go through the favorites in this tourney. Ya realize that ya have to go through a legend and a legend in the makin' of Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas. Ya fuckin' realize that ya have to beat the best to be the best. And ya fuckin' realize...no no...ya will fuckin' realize just why...

Evan Douglas: ****************EVAN SMACK*************

Jack Daniels: Fact of the matter is that any of these freaks in here stand a better chance of beatin' us than ya jackasses do. A bum beggin' for coffee...a couple of stoners...and a couple of passed out nobodies have ya motherfuckers beat. How does it feel? How does it feel to lose to such losers? Well actually, ya bithces are already losers so that ain't a fair question. This is more like it, how does it feel to be numver one by some biased rankin' system, and suddenly be de-throned by a number four seed? It happens all the time in the NCAA tourney...and it's gonna happen this MOnday night whether ya bastards like it or not. Even though ya are number one seed, the favorites are right here *points to himself and Evan*. The seedings may say otherwise, but we know that we're the better team...and it's 'bout fuckin' time we prove it.

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