It was an action packed edition last week, which saw a number of shocking developments. Read back to Show Five to see exactly what went down, but the highlights include:

- Chopstick robbed of the Pacific title when his former ally, Bert Newton, helped Senor Ding Dong claim the title and a shot at Sir Quincy Penfold III's World Title
- MrCharisma will have to face a returning brandell to defend his ASWF Hardcore title
- Friction in the Elites after Sir Quincy Penfold III's arrogance irritated Kassandra
- Ralph 'The Ice' Burgesson could be in a world of trouble after assaulting pwn

What could happen this week?

Current Card
Sir Quincy Penfold III is set to defend his World Title again, this time against Senor Ding Dong

brandell will no doubt be seeking a match up with MrCharisma to make good on his Hardcore contendership

How will others react to Chopstick's unconventional revenge for Newton's involvement in his match?

ASWF:Live kicks off at the entrance of Fairfield hospital. The camera man and Rod Silva go in search for MrCharisma's room. When finally they locate it, they are greeted by 6 large Marooi bodyguards out the front of his door.

After alot of bribing (including the chewing gum he was chewing) the camera is shown MrCharisma laying in bed, still looking battered and bruised, however; without the leg casts. We wait for something to happen but MrCharisma doesn't move, either he is asleep or dead.

(Chopstick Walks to the ring at one of the lesser known shows of the ASWF and enters the ring while a hardcore bout is on between up and comers captain Crumpet and Black Jack. Both wrestlers stop and give him a dirty look. Black Jack approaches him ready to attack him with a baseball bat for his interference in what is a big match and his TV debut. Chopstick easily dispatches him over the ropes with a nasty looking suplex and then turns to face captain crumpet who has by this stage grabbed a chair that lay in the ring. Chopstick ducks under a wild swing and grabs Crumpet and chokeslams him onto a garbage that lay in the ring, it folds flat. Neither crumpet or Black Jack move at this stage and Chopstick looking pleased motions for a microphone.)

Chopstick: Well ive stooped to your level now Ding dong, running interference in matches that dont concern me. But thats why im here to talk. After Chopsticks cooking show i think youll see im no one to be fucked with. I am an honourable man at heart i just think that both you and Tonto should have stayed out of matches with me, the guy who once called you two mexes amigos. But now i appeal to your sense of honour and ask you for a rematch. This time i ask that you run no interference and we again put the title on the line. I really feel bad for what i did to Bert but he basically implied i was a stalker and i dont take kindly to character slurs especially when he has done more stalking of young men than anyone. Anyway lets ask around and see if others in the ASWF think you should take up this challenge. Here we have a future chalenger for Mr charisma his name is Captain Crumpet, as you can see hes quite the wrestler. What does he think you should do.

(Chopstick picks up the unconscious Crumpet and begins to speak for him in a high pitched voice)

Chopstick as Crumpet: Yah i fully agree with Chopstick here. This gy brings new meaning to honour in the ASWF and you really screwed him last week by sending in Bert Newton to distract him. You should give him this rematch or your defintiely a scoundrel even as bad a scoundrel as that arrogant Penfold.

(Chopstick returns to his normal voice as he drops the unconscious crumpet back onto the bin)

Chopstick: Well that guy knows what hes talking about but he really seems toasted (crowd laughs) lets see what Black Jack thinks.

Chopstick in a deeper voice representing black Jack: I also agree with Chopstick you really shouldnt have messed with him and in doing so youve really upet the poor fellow. Hes the victim here and he deserves to be as shitty as your dressing room was after the weekends title match. Give him the rematch or who knows what zany antics he'll come up with for the next PPV when you'll face Penfold for the world title. It really could be disastrous if he chose to interfere then and a guy like Chopstick could really do some damage to that noble steed of yours while your wrestling and Tonto is watching your back so Charisma doesnt interere in the title match. (Chopstick drops Black Jacks head onto the concrete and retuns to his normal voice)

Chopstick: So there you have it everybody beleives with overwhelming certainty that you should face me in a rematch for the pacific title before you get your shot at Penfold. Are you honourable enough to agree or just another man who will use the poor deluded Bert Newton to get ahead.

(paramedics come running down to the ring with an ambulance bed to take away the bleeding Black jack)

Chopstick: Ooh you guys shoulnt have, i have a ride back to my limo.

(Chopstick jumps onto the bed and motions for the paramedics to wheel him away They reluctanty do so out of fear and Chopstick is heard singing the song the wheels on the bed go round and round all the way to the arena entrance)

At channel ten studios melbourne at the set of Rove live El se·ñor Ding Dong walks in on stage to some corny music waving his hands at the cround while Tonto throws frizbees from a trolley into the crowd with faces of El se·ñor Ding Dong and Tonto on them, crowd members are jumping wildly in anticipation to get the frizbees, Pete Helier who's in the crowd jumps up to grap one that misses his hands and hits him in the nose with an almighty crack, bloods pissing out. While all this is happening Tonto jumps on to the stage grabs the bowl full of Jelly Beans and then dives on to a Harley Davidson at the edge of the set and zooms off.

Rove: Welcome El se·ñor Ding Dong its wonderful to have you here.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: It sure is Rove, especially on the last episode for the year im so greatful.

Crowd:Whoo, hooo, yeah

Rove: Being the new Pacific title champion must of been hard to get Senor?

El se·ñor Ding Dong: It was difficult getting there but finishing off my opponent wasnt even tough Chopa Stick thinks i can only win through interferences. If he wants this title I'll let him come and get it but if he wants a title fight he'll have to prove him self and so can every body else. I claim that every wrestler who's not in a match this week to have a last man standing match and the last man standing gets to fight me for the pacific tittle. Im calling out to Tonto, The Baron,The Trojan Warrior,Colonel Kurtz, Jelly Adams, shadta,Colossus, PJ Marshal, Party boy, Steel, Iceman,Jesse (The Surfboard) Cornish, Dominion and Chopa stick if one of you have the guts and determination to face this and win you get a chance to fight me the pacific title champion and no1 contender for the world title for my tittle.

Rove: Wow thats a challenge and a half do you think theres any one hard enough for this challenge in the federation?

El se·ñor Ding Dong: Not realy except for myself, my nemises SQPIII and my faithful side kick tonto.

Crowd:Whoo, hooo, yeah!!

Rove: Well speaking of Tonto we have a tape film by Tonto earlier that we would like to show its sort of a rip off of my roving with rove. Play the tape

The tape is played a black sreen with the title Torturing with Tonto appeared then the footage of tonto with a rove microphone and the mysteryous zulu in the dressing sheds of the Brisbane areana just out the front of chopstick.

Tonto: Hi Rove and viewers todays torture we are going to do amigo's is Zulu curses in the time of british and dutch colinasation of africa many battles held between the settlers and the zullus were won because of their determination and said by the zullos them selves their curses on the invaders. So today i have my friend Mufika a wise witch doctor and tribal leader of Zulu land in south Africa to demonstrait a real Zullu curse.

Mufika dances a round a door with the label chopstick's dressing room that is slightly opened on the top of the door Mufika places a cactus in a pot that tonto hands him. The big black african stamps his feat and chants as he lights a pile of what looks like purple rags and then tonto gives him a lock of hair.

Tonto: Now he setting light too Chopsticks robe that he gave me when I was his tag team partner and a lock of hair that i snipped of in my match against him.

As Tonto is speaking there is a high pitched screem and chopstick runs out of his dressing room screeming not my purple robe and with a crash the cactus lands on chopsticks head that sends him falling back landing on the fire where he runs off down the corridors with his bottom singed.

Tonto: There you go rove curses realy do work.
Mufika in the background chants in zulu'Ogishi, mumbiji rika, bitacj, fayrtia' which roughly translated means serves you right dog for those laxitives.


Rove: Well that was interesting Senor, just before you go whats the goss about Rose Burn and Tonto are they a couple, are they just friends or is this just a promotional scam for Rose Burn to get some publicity after the fame of Troy has died down now.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: Now rove thats a bit personal and why do you think she would she be interested in tonto more than me well realy rove i dont feel like answering that.

'Crack wchssh' El se·ñor Ding Dong cracks his whip around a beam in the ceiling and swings off into the darkness.

Rove: Well i didnt expect that!!, Well stay around up next What the?

Brandell looks at footage of MrCharisma still in hospital...

Brandell: Man I must have really fucked him up...oh well. If he still can't fight this week I still want some sort of title shot against one of the other pigs.

Reg:Who do you think will give you a shot?

Brandell: No friggin idea. That queer Penfuck won't give me a match unless Charisma is there to back him up. I don't want to take Ding Dongs title. Maybe I could have a week off for a change, you know just sit back and enjoy the spectacle...Who is SPQ supposed to be wrestling???

Reg: I think it's the spick, Ding Danang, he's got another shot at the title...

Brandell: How do these unknown's always get shots at the title while I have to work my ass off to gain nothing?

Reg:Bushie's just scared of all those racist calls.

Brandell:Fucking Spicks and Chinks, if I was Prime Minister...

Reg:You'd drop all the legal ages to 14??

Brandell:And stop all these racist cases! Anyway, lets go see the spick, let him know that if Charisma isn't around this week he'll have an extra couple of wrestlers in his corner. I think it's time for a new champion!!!

Reg and Brandell walk off towards Ding Dong's room...

Sir Quincy Penfold the third is going shopping! Recent reports have suggested that he has somehow peeved the adorable, yet infuriatingly lower class, kassandra. This is a big step for SQP3 who has rarely associated with shop keepers in his life.
He is driving around Chatswood Westfield in a Silver Golf buggy. He is reading the signs on the outlets. He narrowly misses an elderly couple who dive off to the right. He stops outside a jeweller. He reverses into the shop and parks at the counter. He examines in the selection and scoffs in bewilderment. What does one purchase for a female malcontent? Upon hearing there out of gold bars he backs out of the shop, looking confused. He is confronted by a reporter. SQP3 tries to run over him.

SQP3:Out of my way you scruffy little boy!

Reporter: Sir Penfold, a moment of your time pleaseeee. How do you react to accusations you are a pompous coward?

SQP3:How do you react to soap you stinky urchin?

Reporter:Wh-? Anyway, what is your comment on Senor Ding Dong and his calling for a last man standing match instead of defending his title?

SQP3:I find it deplorable and dishonourable that a man would shirk his duties as champion in some pursuit of SELF indulgence and pres-ER-vation. This DE-viant is greed person-I-fied. I have dispatched of him twice, hes won one controversial match, and yet he feels fit to dictate to our CEO, Chris Walker-Bush. In fact, i look forward to seeing how our GREAT CEO reacts to being ordered around by Senor Ding DONG! Will he roll over like the patsy jackerninny, everyone thinks he is, all will he finally show some self respect and make him refight that Chopstick fellow? Show the world that Walker-Bush is not a joke?Not some kind of dancing clown there for cheap laughs?

Reporter:What are your thoughts on Chopstick?

SQP3:Hmmpf. A mere ant on my toe. In time i will deal with this noodle sack of nose run off.

Reporter:What is the status of "The Elite"?

SQP3:We are still as SO-LID and CO-mmitted as ever to achieving my, i mean our, goals. Reports of any disunity in our dominative tribe are all false, i assure you! We remain the strongest force outside of M-5 in the world today.

SQP3 takes off in his golf buggy towards another jeweller hes spottedin search of a gold bar for kassandra.

Party Boys music plays with a huge roar from the crowd. He is in a chevvy low rider convertible coming down to the ring. Steel is in the passenger seat, and 3 of his hoes are in the back. He jumps out of the car, helps his hoes out, then runs and slides into the ring.

Party Hoe 3: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, people of all ages. Are you ready to Paaaaaaaaaarty? Let me introduce the most electrifying man in sports entertainment, the sexy, the macho, the awesome, the king of the world, my Man PARTY BOY! Give it up for the man!

Party Boy: YO YO YO! Finally Party Boy has come back to your town to get down and party with you. How yall doing? Holla if you hear me!!! (He pauses while the crowd chants PARTY BOY, PARTY BOY!) Now as most of you know I am not just all good looks and good times. When I mean business, then we all know someone's guna get fucked up. Tonight here in this very arena, I am laying down a challenge to Randy Man and his gay lover, cos I want there Tag Titles. I will be teaming up with the biggest and strongest man you will ever see, the one and only Steel! Now you all saw what me and Steel did to those pair of fuckups, Ice and his dickhead sidekick. And tonight were not here for a long time, were here for a good time! And let me define a good time for you: Well myself and Steel get Randy man and his lover to the ring, we slap that son of a bitch six ways from sunday, we pin one of those queers, we take the tag titles, we will be crowned the updesputed tag champs, we go back to my dressing room, we have a group of hoes in there, we have some party juice, and me and the girls get it on allllllllllllll night looooooooooong wooooooooooooooooo! Now accept the challenge Randy man so we can beat you down!

Steel: Listen up you little bitches, tonight we are going to put you in so much pain, you will wish your pathetic lives would end. People are finally starting to take notice of what myself and the awesome Party Boy can do! You are next! We are going to take your titles, and you can go back to doing whatever it is you do in your locker room. From what I have heard it involves naked back rubs between you 2 fags! That's all I have to say, but I will tell you now, if you do not accept we will personally cpme and find you and beat you to within an inch of your life!

Party Boy: Yeah yeah yeah, so dats about it yo. You wonderful fans will see us back here later tonight to win ourselves some tag titles and then we will all kick it Party Boy style! PEACE WE OUUUUUUUTTA HERE!

So there you have it folks, Party Boy and Steel want those tag titles, and it looks like they will stop at nothing to get it!

Card Update

Party Boy and Steel have challenged The Randy Man to defend his tag titles!

Senor Ding Dong has asked that all interested in his Pacific Title enter a battle royale

Chopstick has demanded a rematch against Senor Ding Dong

How will ASWF Commisioner, Chris Walker-Bush, react to all of these challenges? Only time will tell!

Just after Party Boy and Steel have made their announcement on stage, Hem of Your Garment by Cake rings throughout the arena, and Brandell and Reg appear at the top of the runway...

Brandell: Wait wait wait, who the hell do you think you are? Comming down here and demanding a title match. Reg did you not send him the Carton? Brandell looks at Reg and he turns away and whistles... Anyway seeing as I am not a man to back away from a challenge you can have your title shot.

Reg:You must think your a real big cunt comming down to the ring and challenging us to a match! Steel your nothing but a dolled up steroid induced faggot! I will kick those little nuts of yours into the next millenium. And you Party Boy you beat an man and his dog and you think your the shit?? Mate come down to Redfern with me for an afternoon and then you will experience what it's like to fight with a disadvantage.

Brandell:We are afraid of no-one Party Boy. You may have the muscles in this match but we have the heart. I don't believe it, this federation is full of little boys who just want to pick on the tall poppy, first I make an alliance with Tonto and he goes and tries to take my title, then I throw you an olive branch only to have you spit in my face. Well this week my boy you will finally find your calling as my little bitch! Come on Reg lets get ready to murder some beachside faggot and his Man meat!

Brandell throws his mic down with a fit of anger and walks off stage...

11:00 am In the bell cave in one of the single beds is a single fiqure looking hungover and ragedy in the other bed the appearance is covered by the sheets. The silence is broken by a mobile phone ring tone of La Kookaracha, the hung over and un shaven body still doesnt move, a beautiful sleek back of a woman is revealed from the other bed and so is the big fat belly and face of the mexican Tonto who picks up the phone and answers.

Tonto: Tonto mexican lover , who's speaking?

The girl in the bed giggles and rubs Tonto's chest seductivley

Tonto: Oh im sorry Senor Bush sir i am rely sorry, ill just get Senor Ding Dong Mr Bush sir.

Tonto jumps out of bed revealing the gorgeous body of Rose burn scantly clad in black lacy underwear. Tonto rushes over to El se·ñor Ding Dong and hands him the phone and jumps back into bed with his girlfriend and pulls over the covers and returns back to what they were doing.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: Grumble, Yes it is El se·ñor Ding Dong, ..........................yes Senor Bush no Battle royale this week but it can happen in the payper view in show eight, sure thats ok, I'll just have to fight that nussiance Chopa stick and Sir Quincey, thats how you behave as a real title holder................... Yes I will............. This will really show that lazy penfold how to behave like a gentleman........... Yes thank you Senor Bush bye.

El se·ñor Ding Dong puts down the phone and rubs his blood shot eyes and try's to go back to sleep, with the moans of Rose Burn in the background.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: Can you two behave and shut the hell up!!!! some of us are trying to sleep. (ding dong throws an empty tequila botle from beside the bed and rolls over)

This broadcast comes to you on Party Vision, a division of the Party Boy Group.

Party Boy: Yo listen up Brandell and Reg, you come out there bagging me and Steel after we demanded out title shot cos you think you are king shit, well I will tell you now you ain't got shit, you will never amount to shit, and when we are finished with you, you can eat shit! I mean you fuckers ave the nerve to come out in front of all of my fans and bad mouth me, tonight in this very ring myself and Steel are going to beat you so bad that your children's children will feel it! As for you Reg, you have made Steel a very angry man, and you will pay for what you have said against him. We are an unstoppable machine, and we will stop at nothing to walk out with those titles around our waist. Another thing Brandell, you said you are afraid of no one. Well tonight we are going to make you bleed so bad and hurt so bad, you will be afraid even to say Party Boy or Steel. Tonight is your judgement day and I plan to dance up a storm on you ugly head after we are finished winning our titles. You 2 have soiled that Tag team championship for too long! By the way Brandell I don't think i'm the man, I know i'm the man! Just ask my 5 lovely ladies what they think, come here girls...... OOOOOOOOOH YEAH! Das it for another episode on Party Vision, stay tuned same Party Time, same Party Channel. Peace I'm outta here!

The vision closes off with Party Boy walking into his dressing room with his 5 girls all around him.

After taking a berocca and a panadol, El se·ñor Ding Dong turns on the telly in the bellcave, in comes tonto smoking a cigar in his boxer shorts, with 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila, floor printed on them and sits next to El se·ñor Ding Dong on the lounge and watches the footage of partyboys rantings on.

Tonto: What a load of shit we were suposed to be taking on reg and Brandell for the tittle, Brandel promised.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: Party boy calls himself a man then he should start behaving like one because from last time i looked men dont play with barbie dolls and know how to respect women. I think his name sums up this character perfectly hes a little boy who goes to parties and eats fairy bread.

Tonto: Brandel already has a big match if hes had enough of these two Hemen wanabes hassling them ill take them both off Brandels hands ill just put on some clothes and ill go see Brandel and reg and see what they want to do with these wannabe's.

Tonto leaves the room in a huff asshing his cigagar in the bin on the way out.

Updated Card

Brandell and Reg Reagan vs. Steel and Party Boy for the Tag Titles

Chopstick vs. Senor Ding Dong for the Pacific Title

Sir Quincy Penfold III vs. Senor Ding Dong for the World Title

Sir Quincy Penfold the Third sits behind a large Victorian desk. Dr Winegrass, with neckbrace on, sits to his left, examining the short, possibly blind albino men one by one.

*sigh*
SQP3:Lady and gentleman of Australia, and the large grey mass of human waste that surround you, it is with a sad state of affairs i garnish your attention today. Greed has reared its face of late, and its wearing a sombrero and a ridiculous bell. Maintaining possibly the worst gimmick in wrestling history, Senor Ding Dong has declared himself worthy to attempt to brandish his deviously won Pacific title, and my HIGH-ly CO-vet-ed World champion-ship. Is this some kind of sick practical joke? Is god himself using his power in some kind of ironic display of the meek shall inherit the earth?

SQP3 takes a drink of water, his right pinkie extended.

SQP3:Third times a CHIME? Even i can't help but unload dirty puns at the ridiculous nature of this match. I have beaten him already twice. Have you no pride? How dare you indulge in outside interefernce!! HOW DARE YOU??? This is a gentlemens sport and not for the rulebreaker. I advise you COn-CEDE DE-feat and focus on your match with Chopstick.

El se·ñor Ding Dong still on the couch eating a packet of dorrito corn chips watching promo's see's the so called begging of Sir Quincey Penfold for himself to concede in tonights match, and basicaly calling ding dong a greedy pig.

El se·ñor Ding Dong: SCOFF!!!! URGHHLLLL

Ding dong chokes on a corn chip, pieces of half chewd chip flys all over the table and himself

El se·ñor Ding Dong: What's this??? This is outrageous how pompus and pig ignorant and arrogant can that so called spineless coward be, just because some one is working hard for some titles in this federation not holding on to his one and only title that he is struggling to keep. I might of had Bert Newton come to watch me ring side and he gets involved because of his emotions for Chopa stick. That is not as bad as that monacle wearings piddling side kick charisma who runs in with chair when ever possible. How un imaginitive why not a ming vase or shopping trolley or somthing other than the common day run of the mill metal chair that he uses out of his matches and never in his hard core matches. Realy i find this pair rather boring. I think that penfold should keep his whinging private. why cant you just go and have a cry to your mummsy you overgrown child.

Ding dong looks around and realises hes talking to him self and realises to him self that the pressure of all his promotional work, charity work, fighting for the world title and trying to retain his pacific title is turning him quite insane

Ding Dongs head flicks back and he wails out a quite insanly evil laugh

El se·ñor Ding Dong: HA HA HAAA HAAA HAAAAAAA HA AAAH.. HA HAHA HA Ill show you all how a real champion behaves HA HAH AHA HA ............................

*sigh*
I will let the results talk for themsleves, my pickleheaded foe! Observe the matches soon to be viewed in my first ever best of DVD! Av-AI-LA-ble only in the Britsih Isles of course! This colonial wasteland already gets more of me then they DE-serve!! Guest commentators include Dr Winegrass, Mumsy and the rebellious Monks as well as an "at home" segment with the albinos.

ASWF Show 1
'Cybersex' Chris Maunder vs. Sir Quincy Penfold III
WINNER: Sir Quincy Penfold III by pinfall. "The debut of a legend"

ASWF Show 2
Sir Quincy Penfold III vs. Shadta for Title Contendership
Shadta has been floored after the match. "A scary affair where the master showed he can out brute the brutes AT there own game"
WINNER: Sir Quincy Penfold by DQ

ASWF Show 3
Sir Quincy Penfold III vs. Senor Ding Dong vs. Jelly Adams for the ASWF Title
WINNER: Sir Quincy Penfold III by pinfall "The night the ASWF crowned its first and only su-PER-star!!"

ASWF Show 4
SQP3 in hospital after sneak attack by so-called ASWF Baron Von Crazke.
SQP3 bravely attends two matches despite obvious pain and suffering. "Be PRE-pared to shed a tear or two at SQP3's heroics"

ASWF Show 5
Sir Quincy Penfold III © vs. Baron Eric von Crazke for the World Title
WINNER: Sir Quincy Penfold III by pinfall

There is also the extra feature match where the biggest star in the supernova clonked out the Randy Man, Ding Dong and the Baron all in one big match to retain his world title!!What a man!!!

STay Tuned!!

Party Boy makes his way to the ring. He looks like he has something to say.

Party Boy: Hey again people, I have come here with no reason but to lighten up your night. I am 110% totally psyched for my title match, and to have to sit back there and listen to that woeful dribble coming out of Sir Quincy's god damn mouth, I mean I am so sorry that, he is the one as your current show. At least you have guys like me around to make the night just that little bit more special. All he does is whinge and crap on about god knows what. I think Brandell and him would make a great couple, but I would not know who the bitch would be. I mean they'd probably sit around and have to talk about who is the pitcher and whos the catcher. Tonight in front of all you amazing people I will win the title and start a revolution in the aswf to get rid of all the fuckups that have found themselves as champion for one reason or another. So anyways that's enough about that, I will see all of you great people when I come out with Steel and we get ourselves that tag title. See you when the party starts yo!

As Party Boy goes to leave the ring, Brandell's music fills tha arena, to the massive cheer of the audience.....

Brandell:I'm sorrrrrrrrry Party Bitch. But if anyone is to be a bitch in a relationship, it's you the Bitch and your boyfriend Steel The Butch. You will get rid of all the fuckups? Look at yourself your one of the biggest reasons the country is it's state of affairs at the moment, your a young, uninformed , drunkard who just walks out here to make himself feel special. Title's will come Party Boy and Titles will go, it's all about what you do with it in the time you've got it. See You Tonight!

Brandell turns away, then turns back...

Brandell:Oh and if your watching SPQ, I am the only wrestler that you have faced in this federation that you have not beaten fairly. True you pinned me in the Pay Per View but that was only after your stooge Charisma gave me the twist of fate. So why don't you stop all your showboating, you've got nothing till you beat me you swine. Shit I need a fucking beer.

Brandell's music errupts and he walks off Beer in hand....

yet sqp3 is still running away scared from having a rematch against the person who he won because of a disqualification, after i ko'ed him with his own brass knuckles. show seven i will be demanding a match even if you have lost your belt

Party Boy is live accross the arena on Party Vision.

Party Boy: Time to listen up lard ass! You come out there looking to make me look bad, but instead you make yourself look even stupider then ever by using remarks and pay outs I have used on your sorry ass! Your reign as the title holder is going to end, you are a worthless piece of shit who should feel lucky that I am even going to lay a smack down on. My comments are right, 1. You are a bitch, 2. You are a fuckup, and 3. I am going to smack you into the middle of next year. You will learn that I back up my words, and I am original in my ways, not like you where you talk crap all the time, and most of it is recycled from another wrestler. You are right, titles do come and go, and tonight one will be coming to me, and one will be going from you, you dirty bastard. The after party is going to be all the sweeter after I hospitalise you and relieve the fans of seeing your tubby worthless ass, woddle around the ring. Steel and I are going to get you and Reg, and when we do you will wish you had never held that title, much like the crowd and fans wish you never had it. AIIIIIIIIIGHT, PEACE IM OUTTA HERE, SEE YOU FAT FUCKIN ASS IN THE RING BIIIIIIIAAAAAAAATCH!

Lights Flicker in the titanatron and Brandell Vision :o comes on...

Brandell:You Party Boy are a worthless excuse for a human being. I will waste you and your pathetic excuse for a human friend steel. I have show week after week that I do not go down without a fight, and by some fluke I happen to fail tonight you will be lying in that hospital bed right beside me. This started out as a title fight Party Boy, Now it's Personal...

I'll run this tomorrow night. Do Jesse Cornish, Mr Charisma, pwn, The Ice, or Shadta want matches?

Party Cam live and streeming through the arena.

Party Boy: Hey there Brandell, I have something to say about what you just came out and said. It goes a lil sumthin like this..... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA. My lord you are one heck of a loser! The only way I will be lying beside you in the hospital ward will be to pull up a chair beside you so I can laugh at the panel beating I gave to your face. Make it personal if you like, it will just make it hurt more when I beat the living shit out of you, and I tell you there's alot of shit in you so there will need to be plenty of beating! Make no mistake about it, I will win and it won't be by fluke it will be by punishing you cos you're nuthin but a sad son of a bitch! So lard lad, woddle that fat ass of your down to the ring, I will give you time to catch your breath before we start, because we all know walking is a complete physical workout for you! I know your secret, you pretend that your opponent is Ronald McDonald and that he is saying maccas is closing down, and that makes you bubble up inside and makes you angry, and you forget about being puffed, and think about how good a Big Mac with extra grease would taste right now. It is almost like bashing a crippled kid going after you. But I will make the exception and do away with you tonight. See you down there Tubbs ;)

i'll be special referee for the world title event

Tonight's Card

Brandell and Reg Reagan vs. Steel and Party Boy for the Tag Titles

Chopstick vs. Senor Ding Dong for the Pacific Title

Sir Quincy Penfold III vs. Senor Ding Dong for the World Title with Shadta as a special guest referee!

sqp3 and senor ding dong you's better be prepared for a long match as i can't count to three.

Sir Quincy Penfold theThird is shocked and dismayed.

*sigh*
SQP3:I am shocked and dismayed. I guess Shaznuts has had an illustrious and outstanding career here in the ASWF. Ilustrious in its boobery and outstanding in that hes never EV-EV-EV-er one a match. I guess hes given up on wrestling and decided to try his fat greasy hands at umpiring. Is that the case? If so, i'm sure you fail miserably at this endeavor just like everything else inyour pointless life. Why were you even born? I'll tell you why. YO'OU are here to fall at my feet. You are the human shield to take my share of the crap this angry world has to dish out. Do you really want to match wits with me, lit-TLE boy? The sun always shines on SQP3. So why are you the SPE-cial (Nothing special at all about you) guest referee? Whose pulling your strings? That GO-of Bush? That cheating greedaphant Ding Dong? I'd suspect a conspiracy, though i have a strong feeling in my royal belly that your all to stupid to create one of those! SQP3 fears ye not!!

umm never one a match????? hello go back and check your facts