*The scene opens and we find ourselves in an unusual site for a promo...inside the Belagio Hotel and Casino. The camera is on the casino floor as the sound of slot machines can be heard in the background. The camera comes across a blackjack and wouldn't ya know...it's none other than Jack Daniels. Daniels is seated at the table in deep concentration as he speaks to the dealer.*

Jack Daniels: Now let this drunken bastard get this straight. I gotta get 21 or as close to 21 to win, right? Well these drunken cards only add up to a fourteen.

Dealer: Remember sir, the objective of the game isn't to get 21 necessarily. It's to beat the house. And seeing as the house has an eight showing, you need at least one more card to beat the house.

Jack Daniels: Alright...give this drunken bastard a seven.

Dealer: It doesn't work that way sir. You take whatever card is next in the deck.

Jack Daniels: Yeah but Jack Daniels wants a seven. Hey how 'bout this...*Daniels lifts up one his bottle of Old No.7*...say I rip off this label from this bottle of Ol' No.7 and seein' as how there's a seven on it, we count it as a seven...givin' this drunken gambler a 21.

Dealer: Very funny sir. Here's your card. *Dealer deals Daniels an eight* Awww 22...a bust. Too bad.

Jack Daniels: This is a crock of shit. Just like my match 'gainst Psycho Circus. I mean ya would think that the greatest tag team of ol' time Absolute Power would be the favorite to win this match. But wouldn't ya know that rather, Absolute Power is the underdogs this time 'round. This drunken bastard still can't figure it out. Just like this dumb game. *The dealer deals Daniels a sixteen* Ya see, just like in this match...the underdog. Well Jack Daniels has got a way 'round this one. Hey dealer, take these cards, I got my own set of cards I'm gonna use. *The dealer looks at Daniels funny as Daniels turns his back and does something discreetly. Suddenly, Daniels lays down three labels from Old No.7.* Three sevens...21. HA, beat that hotshot.

Dealer: Alright, get this drunk bastard outta here.

*Before you know it, two security guards are there to escort Daniels away from the blackjack table. The security guards push Daniels away from the table almost knocking over the cocktail waitress. Daniels spots a bottle of Old No.7 on her tray and nabs it.*

Jack Daniels: Yeah the odds are always 'gainst us...but do ya think it matters to this drunken bastard? DO ya think the fact that Spiral and Crippler have the titles 'round their looney waists makes the slightest bit of difference of the outcome of this match? Let Jack Daniels answer that for ya in four simple words...I DON'T FUCKIN' THINK SO! Alright five...sue me. Now if there's anyone who could show and tell ya 'bout beatin' the odds it's that man right there at the craps table...the greatest partner a drunken bastard could have.

*The camera zooms over to where Daniels pointed and spots none other than Evan Douglas. Evan is surrounded by a crowd of people. Evan grabs the dice, rolls...and the crowd of people around the table pop just like a bunch of Absolute Power marks. We see this happen a couple of times until two security guards are seen and escort Evan away from the table.*

Jack Daniels: What the hell was that all 'bout?

Evan Douglas: How should I know? All I know is that I was on a roll. I kept rolling that seven over and over and over again. And next thing you know, they tell me to leave. I know I'm good but damn. They must have got tired of losing.

Jack Daniels: Ya know, the craps guy and the blackjack dealer, they both remind me of someone. The fact that they hate losin' and just want to win reminds of of two looney motherfuckers that would do anythin' to save face. I mean look, they kicked us outta the tables and we're the good guys. That's some bullshit.

Evan Douglas: Not only are we the good guys here, but we're the better team without a doubt. I will be the first to tell anyone.. Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas are the greatest tag team in recent memory. Evan doesn't care who you are.. what you do and how often you do it.. the fact of the matter is.. we will tear you apart. For almost one hundred days Evan and Jack tore through the NWF's tag team ranks.. and just to make us look better.. we were both holding singles gold when we did it.. And now we're back. Absolute Power has returned and nothing will ever be the same again. I've watched Spiral and Crip saunter around the locker rooms and the strut around the ring like they are the kings of the world, thinking that noone will ever dethrone the only tag team in the NWF.. of course.. they were wrong..they opened their mouths one time too many and who decided to show up and spoil their party? Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas of course. When people say the words "Tag Team Champions" two words come to mind.. when people utter the phrase "The greatest tag team to grace the squared circle" two words come to mind.. and those two words damn sure arent Psycho Circus. Absolute Power have ruled before.. and after Anarchy we will rule again.. Show me two people that work better together.. show me two people that have gone through the hell that Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas have put each other through.. still to walk out on the other side as the most formidable tag team in existance. You cant can you? Of course not. Take a look at what we have.. Jack Daniels.. pound for pound one of the toughest sons of bitches in the world.. Evan Douglas.. the greatest technical wrestler.. hell.. the greatest wrestler the world has and will ever see.. put them together and you find yourself facing a daunting challenge that noone will ever overcome.

Jack Daniels: Damn Evan...why do ya have to be some damn good?

Evan Douglas: I just can't help it.

Jack Daniels: Now how is this drunken bastard supposed to follow that up and make it sound somewhat decent after the smack ya laid on 'em bastards? Ya see Circus, that's all the fun. It doesn't matter what is said or to who it's said to. Whenever Absolute Power gets on the stick to cut a promo, there's absolutely no one that can match us. Do yourselves a favor Circus. Grab a tape of your pathetic attempt at a promo and watch it for yourselves, that is if ya can make it more than three minutes without dozin' off. Then and only then will ya see the difference between a tag team of two looney motherfuckers put together cuz no one else wants anythin' to do with ya...and a true tag team. A tag team that set the standards for all tag teams in the NWF and there on. This is what it's 'bout. Takin' the two greatest personalities...the two greatest wrestlers and makin' it work as one functional unit. WHat the Circus did was take the two biggest psychopaths this business has seen...the two dullest personalities...the two biggests jackasses on the face of this earth and combine it to make one big Circus. One that everyone laughs at. One that everyone takes for a joke. One that doesn't stand a fuckin' chance 'gainst Absolute Power.

Evan Douglas: Crip we have had some battles in the past that will live on forever. Who'll ever forget Evan kicking your ass from one end of the ring to the other to beat you for the NWF television championship? Evan knows that you wont forget that Crip.. I've sat back listening to your faggot ass boasting about how you're unbeatable.. that you've never lost a match.. but let me ask you.. who in the fuck would LOSE to a couple of bumbling idiots like the intoxication nation? You've had no competition in the NWW as yet so I wouldnt go around acting like you're a walking god too soon crip.. Evan has made a few plans for you and your little buddy Spiral.. In a perfect world the NWW tag titles would be vacant right now.. instead of being around the waists of two complete and utter fuck ups like you and Spiral.. but this isnt a perfect world is it? No.. the only perfect thing in this pathetic world is Evan fucking Douglas! But thats alright.. The NWW fans have been watching a lie week in and week out.. thats alright as well.. you see Evan Douglas and Jack Daniels are going to rectify that lie at Anarchy when we step back into the ring and demoralise you William. Just you wait and see boy.

*Daniels and Evan walk outside of the Belagio Hotel and Casino and look out into the city of bright lights...Vegas. Daniels looks at all the bright lights as he begins speaking.*

Jack Daniels: Ya know somethin' Crip...it just hit this drunken head. An idea for an unforgettable match between your looney ass and my drunken ass. A streetfight...anythin' goes, falls count anywhere...in the streets of Las Vegas. Just think 'bout it Crip...just think how it would put all our other past matches to shame. Our Grand Canyon match, our parking lot match...it puts it all behind. Just think of the pain...just think of the damage we could do to each other...just think of the possibilities. And just think...what Jack Daniels would do with a million and a half light bulbs and your body. Ah finally, the light bulbs went off over your head and ya finally realized where Jack Daniels was goin' with this. Ya see Crip, that's why we laways tore the house down everytme we squared off...cuz we both read each other's thoughts 'fore they even crossed our mind. That's why Jack Daniels should have seen this comin'. Jack Daniels should have forseen how ya would run off and find yourself someone that could help ya pick up a few wins, cuz quite frankly, ya couldn't pick any up on your own...especially 'gainst this drunken legend.

If that's what ya had to resort to Crip, then by all means...ya do what ya gotta do. Just keep that in mind when Wednseday night rolls 'round and ya suddenly find yourself on the receivin' end of an ass whoopen of monumental proportions courtesy of Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas. But don't feel bad. Since ya wanna bring your little looney friend 'long too, we'll make damn sure we kick his ass just as much as yours. Trust me.

Evan Douglas: I hate you Spiral. There are six billion people on this planet and there is noone that pisses me off more than you. You play your mind fucking games.. trying to psych people out and all you do is make yourself look like a wannabe warlock. You think because you've got half a brain you can fuck with people minds? Well this is one mind that you will never fuck with.. You spout your bullshit week in and week out but do you ever live up to what you say in the ring? Of course not.. its all a big fucking act with you Spiral.. "I killed my parents.. I'm insane.. I spent my childhood dreaming about setting things on fire.." bullshit! Your parents are alive and well living in the south of fucking England and you spent your childhood licking your older brothers testicles for pennies. Dont think for one fucking second that I believe you when you say you're insane.. I've been in the ring with you on more than one occasion and I've never seen anything remotely insane from you.. I hate you with every ounce of bad will I can muster up Spiral.. If I had the power to control the way life turns out.. You'd be run down by a bus tommorrow morning.. You've got less right than Lunatikk Crippler to call yourself a champion Spiral.. at least when he steps into the ring he lives up to what he says he is.

Jack Daniels: And that's what...a crippler? When have ya or anyone else seen the sorry sunuva bitch cripple anyone?

Evan Douglas: Yeah...each and every fan that watches him wrestle every week. He leaves their eyes crippled.

Jack Daniels: But eve more importantly, we're gonna leave 'em crippled. We're gonna crippler their mind...their souls and then for our grand finale, we're gonna cripple their bodies. Whoa...that sounds way too much like Spiral. Evan, ya think that Spiral got into my mind too? Ya think he's tryin' to mind fuck this drunken mind?

Evan Douglas: Here, come with me. *At this point, Daniels and Douglas have already walked into another casino. Evan grabs a bottle of Old No.7 as he brings Daniels to...the Men's room? Anyway, Douglas opens up the bottle of Old No.7 and stands over a toilet.* Now Jack, tell me the first thing that comes to mind after seeing what I'm about to do. *Evan begins dumping the liquor down the toilet and then flushes the toilet so we see the Old No.7 "spiraling" down the toilet into nothing.*

Jack Daniels: WHAT THE HELL ARE YA DOING?! You're wastin' a perfectly good bottle of Ol' No.7? That liquor could have went down this hatch *points to his mouth* and in my drunken body rather than the toilet.

Evan Douglas: I don't think Spiral has gotten into your mind what so ever.

Jack Daniels: Good, cuz ya know what they say if that bastard gets into your mind right? The same thing they say when ya have to go up 'gainst Absolute Power...YOU'RE FUCKED! And that's the bottom line Spiral. Ya may be the master manipulator...ya may be the mid fuckin' bastard that everyone hates. But while you're playin' your little games to get under our skin and try and psych us out, we're gonna be whoopin' ass like only Absolute Power can. Ya may think that we've been out of the game for a bit now and we're rusty...but that's where you're wrong bitch. While ya think we were out recoverin' from injuries or just sittin' back relaxin', we were scoutin' things out, lookin' for the perfect time and place to come back and make our impact. We were lookin' for the perfect match to come back with and make history in the NWW. And the second we saw your pathetic ass and your looney jackass friend with gold 'round your psycho waists, we just knew that an Absolute Power vs. Psycho Circus II would rock the arena down. But even more importantly Spiral, we knew ya are at your weakest cuz there has been no one else 'round to give ya bastards any decent competition. Well the competition has arrived motherfuckers. It has arrived in full force.

Evan Douglas: The two of you are in for a serious ride at Anarchy. When Evan Douglas and Jack Daniels get their hands on you.. its all over bar the fucking shouting boys. You know.. I'm actually looking forward to taking the gold from you.. maybe then I can move on from that humiliating loss we suffered against you in the NWF.. I've never let myself live that fucking loss down.. *Evan shakes his head* Shocking.. but now.. we step into the ring one more time.. whats going to happen? What the fuck do you think is going to happen? Evan Douglas and Jack Daniels are going to throw the two of you around like fucking rag dolls and there aint a damn thing either of you can do about it. Understand something Crip.. Spiral.. you dont have the intensity to square up against Canada's favourite son and That Drunken bastard.. So before you walk into that ring.. say goodbye to your families.. oh wait.. sorry Crip.. you cant say goodbye to your family.. they all hate you! hahaha! Say goodbye to the people who care about you.. because Jack Daniels and Evan Douglas are going to give the two of you the working over of a lifetime.. I'll be suprised to see you out of hospital before Christmas....2004! Prepare yourselves.. because at Anarchy.. you're going to be perfectly..

*As Daniels and Douglas walk back out onto the casino floor, they run into a bookie decked out in a black suit.*

Bookie: Place your bets right here with the book man.

Jack Daniels: What bets?

Bookie: I got a potential money maker right here. Tomorrow night's fights.

Evan Douglas: Nah, I don't care much for boxing.

Bookie: No no...we're talking rasslin' here...good old fashoined rasslin'. Psycho Circus versus Absolute Power. Circus is 5-3 favorites. That might not seem like a big payoff, but any bets on Absolute Power will be tripled.

Evan Douglas: Why's that?

Bookie: Word is these guys are a bit rusty. 5-3 odds seems close but it's gonna be all Psycho Circus.

Jack Daniels: I'll tell ya what...why don't ya put this drunken bastard down for Absolute Power. And in the meantime, why don't the Drunk One and Canada's child take ya out back and change your odds up just a bit.

Evan Douglas: Oh, this is a bet we can't lose. And Wednseday night, we won't lose.

Jack Daniels: That's for damn sure.

*Daniels and Douglas escort the bookie out a back door of the casino. The door closes shut as we..wait just a damn minute. The door reopens a bit as Daniels and Douglas stick their heads through the opening.*

Daniels and Douglas: Till then...MOTHERFUCKERS!

*Now we can do the fade to black thing*