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Shane Thorn: You ever wonder why they didn't just rename us the Mighty?
Nick Miller: Too busy being astounded I'm in love with Katy Perry's good twin on TV.
Thorn: Ah.
Tony Nese and Ariya Daivari: All right, audition time!
Particpants: Holds and counter holds!
Full Sailors: applaud
Nese: All right, time to get signed. HANDLESS FOSBURY ASAI!
Thorn: TOPE CON HILO!
CeCe: Man, I need to get the hell out of the way of that.
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Daivari II: Rolling Elbow!
Schmidt: Strike Party!
Team CWC: Superkick plus Falcon Arrow plus Frog Splash!
Winston: C-C-C-Combo breaker!
Thorn: All right, you blokes have proven your point. LARIAT!
Daivari II: ...now that you mention it, I think I'm bleeding inside of my chest.
TM61: Thunder Valley!
Full Sailors: applaud louder
Tom Phillips: Asuka, is there anyone ready to face you for the belt?
Asuka: I could kill you and nobody would miss you, you know.
TP: What?
Asuka: What?
TP: ...
Asuka: ...
Asuka: ...anyway I've salted the earth here and maybe that handsome writer was right and I should unify the singles titles. No one is ready for me and I will rip out then lightly sea salt and lemon pepper after cooking in a fun olive oil then EAT THE HEART OF ANY WOMAN FOOLISH ENOUGH TO TRY.
TP: JeSUS.
Asuka: ™ SMILE!
Steve Cutler: Remember last week when I said I wanted to be A Thing? I'm facing Nakamura in the main event now. Can somebody un-Thing me, please?
Leah Von: Look at this nice red shirt they gave me!
Werewolves: howl
Ember Moon: Good evening, Full Sailors.
Full Sailors: EMBER MOON~!
Ember Moon: That was quick, as this shall be.
Leah Von: sigh
Ember Moon: Diving corkscrew stunner!
KFC Employee: I say you she dead!
Full Sailors: Holy CRAP! EMBER MOON~~!
No Way Jose: Bobby Roode may be glorious but he doesn't have the huevos to wear white after Labor Day. Next week I'll show him not to mess with me.
Psycho Killer: So getting beat up by the Revival sucked.
Johnny Wrestling: Yeah, it did.
PK: Had worse, tho.
JW: Samesies.
Doctor: You'll be cleared in time for a tag match next week for the CWC finale, though.
DIY: After that, we'll take their belts, that'll hurt them worse than they hurt us.
Cien: I traded in my tearaway suspenders and hat for this nice shirt!
Universe: applauds wildly
Austin Aries: Screw you, Edna. I look GREAT.
Full Sailors: dueling chants
Participants: ...whatever.
Aries: I got a one count! BATHE IN MY GLORY!
Cien: You should do that but for me since I can Playgirl pose in the ropes.
Aries: ...how DARE you.
Cien: How dare YOU. TORNILLO!
Aries: Forget this flippy shit. shoves Cien to the floor
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Aries: Diving second rope enzui elbow!
Cien: No, YOU eat the offense now! I think I'm going to go for my running double knee stri
Aries: I know I'm going to Gallagher dropkick you in the face!
Cien: Ow. Still in this, though. Moonsault!
Aries: NOPE
Cien: Thought you might say that STANDING moonsault!
Aries: You crafty bastard. I'M still in this, too.
Cien: Time for a
Aries: MISSILE INTERCEPTION BOMB! LAST CHANCERY! Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, bathe. In my glory.
Samoa Joe: sigh
Steve Cutler: ...surely you've come out here to help me instead of this being a 250 second fait accompli "main event", right?
Samoa Joe: sigh
Steve Cutler: ...sigh
Shinsuke Nakamura: Oh, hi there! Have you met my friend?
Knee: TO THE FACE!
Knee: TO THE FACE!
Samoa Joe: sigh
Knee: TO THE MOTHERFUCKING FACE, I SAID! I'll TELL YOU when I've had enough!
Steve Cutler: ow
Nakamura: KIN
Corey Graves: KINSHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!
KFC Cashier: Yup, him too.
Samoa Joe: sigh, walks away
Nakamura: This whole never-lose-and-knee-everybody-in-the-face plan is going EXCELLENTLY, I must say.
Nick Miller: Too busy being astounded I'm in love with Katy Perry's good twin on TV.
Thorn: Ah.
Tony Nese and Ariya Daivari: All right, audition time!
Particpants: Holds and counter holds!
Full Sailors: applaud
Nese: All right, time to get signed. HANDLESS FOSBURY ASAI!
Thorn: TOPE CON HILO!
CeCe: Man, I need to get the hell out of the way of that.
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Daivari II: Rolling Elbow!
Schmidt: Strike Party!
Team CWC: Superkick plus Falcon Arrow plus Frog Splash!
Winston: C-C-C-Combo breaker!
Thorn: All right, you blokes have proven your point. LARIAT!
Daivari II: ...now that you mention it, I think I'm bleeding inside of my chest.
TM61: Thunder Valley!
Full Sailors: applaud louder
Tom Phillips: Asuka, is there anyone ready to face you for the belt?
Asuka: I could kill you and nobody would miss you, you know.
TP: What?
Asuka: What?
TP: ...
Asuka: ...
Asuka: ...anyway I've salted the earth here and maybe that handsome writer was right and I should unify the singles titles. No one is ready for me and I will rip out then lightly sea salt and lemon pepper after cooking in a fun olive oil then EAT THE HEART OF ANY WOMAN FOOLISH ENOUGH TO TRY.
TP: JeSUS.
Asuka: ™ SMILE!
Steve Cutler: Remember last week when I said I wanted to be A Thing? I'm facing Nakamura in the main event now. Can somebody un-Thing me, please?
Leah Von: Look at this nice red shirt they gave me!
Werewolves: howl
Ember Moon: Good evening, Full Sailors.
Full Sailors: EMBER MOON~!
Ember Moon: That was quick, as this shall be.
Leah Von: sigh
Ember Moon: Diving corkscrew stunner!
KFC Employee: I say you she dead!
Full Sailors: Holy CRAP! EMBER MOON~~!
No Way Jose: Bobby Roode may be glorious but he doesn't have the huevos to wear white after Labor Day. Next week I'll show him not to mess with me.
Psycho Killer: So getting beat up by the Revival sucked.
Johnny Wrestling: Yeah, it did.
PK: Had worse, tho.
JW: Samesies.
Doctor: You'll be cleared in time for a tag match next week for the CWC finale, though.
DIY: After that, we'll take their belts, that'll hurt them worse than they hurt us.
Cien: I traded in my tearaway suspenders and hat for this nice shirt!
Universe: applauds wildly
Austin Aries: Screw you, Edna. I look GREAT.
Full Sailors: dueling chants
Participants: ...whatever.
Aries: I got a one count! BATHE IN MY GLORY!
Cien: You should do that but for me since I can Playgirl pose in the ropes.
Aries: ...how DARE you.
Cien: How dare YOU. TORNILLO!
Aries: Forget this flippy shit. shoves Cien to the floor
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Aries: Diving second rope enzui elbow!
Cien: No, YOU eat the offense now! I think I'm going to go for my running double knee stri
Aries: I know I'm going to Gallagher dropkick you in the face!
Cien: Ow. Still in this, though. Moonsault!
Aries: NOPE
Cien: Thought you might say that STANDING moonsault!
Aries: You crafty bastard. I'M still in this, too.
Cien: Time for a
Aries: MISSILE INTERCEPTION BOMB! LAST CHANCERY! Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, bathe. In my glory.
Samoa Joe: sigh
Steve Cutler: ...surely you've come out here to help me instead of this being a 250 second fait accompli "main event", right?
Samoa Joe: sigh
Steve Cutler: ...sigh
Shinsuke Nakamura: Oh, hi there! Have you met my friend?
Knee: TO THE FACE!
Knee: TO THE FACE!
Samoa Joe: sigh
Knee: TO THE MOTHERFUCKING FACE, I SAID! I'll TELL YOU when I've had enough!
Steve Cutler: ow
Nakamura: KIN
Corey Graves: KINSHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!
KFC Cashier: Yup, him too.
Samoa Joe: sigh, walks away
Nakamura: This whole never-lose-and-knee-everybody-in-the-face plan is going EXCELLENTLY, I must say.