That's where you're wrong, Balls. You see, I admit to being a bit taken aback by your sudden appearance last week. But after the initial shock, I realized it doesn't matter.
You see, you're living in the past. You're living in 1992! And Little Larry Grimmonowski doesn't exist anymore! He's been replaced by something a lot more dangerous. I'm not afraid of you, Balls. Or your bad haircut.
*Grimm throws down the mic as the two start brawling on the rampway. They fight into the backstage area, battering each other with an assortment of objects, trashcans, brooms, etc. until security guards and wrestlers swarm them, trying to pull them apart.
"It's not over, Grimmonowski!" Balls Nasty screams.
"Damn right, it's not!" Grimm answers.
*Fade to commercial.
