[The Guardian Angel slides into the ring and climbs the opposite side of the ropes. He rips his title off from around his waste and holds up for the fans as a symbol.]

ST: "Just the guy I wanted to see.... oh boy, where's my barf bag?"

[Ding Ding Ding]

JH: "And here we go! Drifter takes the early offensive, running out of the corner and taking down Gaurdian Angel. Drifter mounts Gaurdian Angel and begins laying hard rights to his face."

ST: "Drifter mounts Gaurdian Angel?! Jeeze! I thought this was a family show!"

JH: "Gaurdian Angel rolls Drifter off him, and gets to his feet. Drifter isn't happy and rushes at Gaurdian Angel again! But this time the champion is too quick, and brings down Drifter face first with a drop toe hold."

ST: "Hey how come these two aren't using chairs?"

JH: "Because this is a Championship Match, not a hardcore match you imbicile."

[Back in the ring, Gaurdian Angel applies an ankle lock]

ST: "But this would be more entertaining if it was a hardcore match though."

[Drifter reaches for the ropes.]

JH: "Well it's not a hardcore match, so sit down and shut up!"

[Drifter finally gets to the ropes and Gaurdian Angel breaks the hold.]

ST: "Oh come on you know you would be so much more into this match if it was a hardcore match."

JH: "I doubt that very much I think this match is very good. Drifter goes for a spinning heel kick, but Gaurdian Angel catches it! T-BONE SUPLEX! And down goes Drifter!!"

ST: "You aren't enjoying this match anymore than I am! You're only here because you fear the one unstopable force in all of the world, just as much as I do."

[Gaurdian Angel pulls Drifter up but Drifter rakes the eyes of Guardian Angel and then DDT's Guardian Angel down to the mat.]

JH: "Oh and what is this all powerfull force that I fear so much."

ST: "The IRS."

[Drifter grabs Gaurdian Angel and runs at the ropes, he sets up for an Acid Drop, but Guardian Angel is one step ahead of the challenger and manages to throw him over the top rope and to the outside.]

JH: "Ok I can't deny that. Nice move by Gaurdian Angel."

ST: [Dripping with sarcasim] "Oh yes nice move by Gaurdian Angel, lets talk about Gaurdian Angel, and how great Gaurdian Angel is, and all the wonderfull thins Gaurdian Angel has done. Just because YOU Don't want to admit the only reason you're out here is for the all-mighty dollar."

JH: "No as a matter of fact I enjoy my work. Drifter jumps onto the ring apron, springboards, and comes off with a nice spinning heel kick to the face of Gaurdian Angel. Both men go down."

ST: "Oh please, these two aren't that great. In fact, I need to run to the can, and if these two don't hurry up nobody is going to be happy."

[Drifter goes up top and tries for a moonsault, but Gaurdian Angel Moves out of the way. Luckily, Drifter lands on his feet. Unfortunatly Gaurdian Angel plasters Drifter with a clothesline from hell.]

JH: "Sweet god! I think that may have snapped Drifter's neck!"

ST: "You see that little thing rolling out of the ring? That's Drifter's head."

JH: "Guardian Angel now in controll locks on a figure four leg lock, and Drifter is in a bad way here."

ST: "Drifter is in a bad way anywhere he goes, god damn I need to piss!"

JH: "Guardian Angel for some reason breaks the hold, and Drifter stumbles to his feet. Guardian Angel goes around behind Drifter..."

[Gaurdian Angel applies a fullnelson and then executes a flawless fullnelson slam.]

[THUD]

ST: "That's Gonna rattle what little brains Drifter has."

JH: "Guardian Angel with that fullnelson slam definatly has the upper hand now. Gaurdian Angel now mounts the back of..."

ST: "THERE IS THAT WORD AGAIN! STOP IT!"

[Gaurdian Angel applies a super camel clutch to Drifter]

JH: "What word? Mounts?"

ST: "STOP!!"

[Drifter fights the pain and manages to get his foot on the ropes.]

JH: "And what is wrong with mounts?"

[Suddenly the momentum of the match changes as Drifter catches Gaurdian Angel with an inverted atomic drop.]

ST: "We're talking about two men here for craps sakes, speaking of which I still have to use the pisser!"

JH: "Just hold it ok!"

[Drifter follows up the atomic drop with a bulldog, and then executes the three moonsaults of his move 'The Snakebite' the final one ending in a pin. The ref counts...]

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JH: "Gaurdian Angel kicks out after two, and stumbles to his feet, leaning against the ropes for support."

ST: "If Guardian Angel needs support he should go buy a wonder bra."

JH: "Drifter runs at Gaurdian Angel, but Angel goes down and back body drops Drifter over the top rope."

ST: "SNORE!"

JH: "Gaurdian Angel slides out of the ring and grabbing Drifter, and rolls him back into the ring."

ST: "You know, this match is even less interesting when you talk about the stuff that doesn't even matter."

[Gaurdian Angel back in the ring, trades blows with Drifter. Gaurdian Angel gets the upper hand with a knee to the ribs of Drifter.]

JH: "What do you mean? I announce everything important!"

[Gaurdian Angel gutwrench powerbombs Drifter]

ST: "Really? I could've sworn that Gaurdian Angel just powerbombed Drifter, and you didn't mention anything."

[Guardian Angel goes to the top rope]

JH: "I couldn't announce the match because I was argueing with you! By the way that wasn't just a powerbomb it was a gutwrench powerbomb."

[Gaurdian Angel hits Drifter with with a swanton.]

ST: "You're still talking about that Powerbomb? Quit living in the past! I bet you still wear bellbottom pants don't you? Come on man! Get with it homie, start representin!"

JH: "Did you just call me homie?"

[Gaurdian Angel signals it's just about time to end the match.]

ST: "You damn right! C'mon man get with it! It's a straight westside thang right here baby!"

JH: "Have you considered ritalin?"

[Gaurdian Angel pulls a fairly limp Drifter to his feet and hits him with a Death Drop landing right in the middle of the ring.]

ST: "Come on! Just give me one, 'homie' and I swear I'll shut up."

JH: "No."

ST: "Just one!"

JH: "Forget it."

ST: "It won't hurt you I promise!"

JH: "Ok fine! Homie. There you happy?"

ST: "........ok, you old people have nothing on us young studs."

JH: "Gaurdian Angel now locks on Cataclysm, Drifter grinds his teeth and goes for the ropes."

ST: "Oh are these two still in the ring?"

JH: "He's reaching..."

ST: "Hey here's a joke for you."

JH: "Drifter's face is turning red! Gaurdian Angel still holds tight."

ST: "An old man goes to a mall, he sits on a bench waiting for his wife to pick him up. A few minutes later a kid with hair dyed blue, yellow, green, and red sits down next to him..."

JH: "Drifter has almost got the ropes! Only a few more inches!"

ST: "The kid looks at the old man, who has a look of surprise on his face. The kid says to the old man, 'what's a matter pops' never seen anything shocking before?"

JH: "Drifter looks like he's on the verge of death, he reaches out with all he's got."

ST: "And the old man says, 'No, but I did have sex with a parrot one time and I was just wondering if you were my son.' BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ISN'T THAT FUNNY?!"

JH: "GAURDIAN ANGEL CRANKS DOWN HARD AND DRIFTER TAPS DRIFTER TAPS IT'S OVER! GAURDIAN ANGEL IS STILL CHAMPION!!"

ST: "I can't believe you didn't laugh at my joke. Ok finally I can go take a leak!"

JH: "And we'll be right back after this!"