''The opposition ain't nothing to me.''

[The sceen cuts to an interview in the locker room of WWX Superstar T.A. Alexander, Chris Sanders is sitting next to him.]

CS: Welcome to this exclusive interview with T.A. Alexander! The soon-to-be Triple A champ if you believe his own prdictions! T.A. great to talk to you!

[Alexander smiles and nods]

Alexander: Thanks Chris, nice to talk to you too!

CS: So I heard you had some predictions for the upcoming match at Aftershock?

Alexander: I sure did Chris! Let's analyze my competition!


First: The Specialist - a no show superstar, who hasn't been around for God knows how long. Sure, he has had SAS training, but I grew up on the mean streets of Washington DC!

Second: Nick Mason - Well, Nicky's a crotch-buster, for real... He hit me in the gonads so hard at Fury that I'm still having trouble not singing falsetto when I put on my pants in the morning! But anyway, I got his number - he thinks he's got mine, but my numbers unlisted!

Third and finally: The Lost Soul - I see him as an washed up oldie in the game by now. He's a poor excuse for a champ in my opinion. He's an *UNDER*-achiever and not a *TAKER* of souls, as he claims. He should let us young folks do the wrestling and... I don't know... Move to Oklahoma? Get a hobby...? Maybe taxidermy would fit him?

CS: Uhm... well yeah... maybe? But well, you're not concerned with the opposition then?

Alexander: The opposition ain't nothing to me, Chris. PEACE!

[Alexander throws up a peace-sign, smiles, shakes Sanders hand and leaves as Sanders looks into the camera in confusion as the scene ends.]