Backstage Fat Retard is interviewing Nowhereman!
FR:"Buhgawd Nowhereman,you have a title defense tonight in a three way match with Chris Oakley & El Superbeasto. When you accepted Oakleys challenge,buhgawd,did you realise that your title would be on the line,and does it bother you?"
NM:"Firstly FR,you know that I really dont give two shits about title belts right now,so quite frankly I couldnt give a toss that my belt is on the line. Secondly,the simple fact is neither El Stupidbreasto or Chris Jokely has what it takes to beat me one on one,and this is the only way either of them would have a chance of beating me!"
FR:"So do you expect them to gang up on you?"
NM:"No,not really,but I would expect you to see then try to pin each other rather than trying to pin me,as lets face it,they'd both have more chance of an easy win that way!"
FR:"Oakley is no longer in the Bastardo family,yet you still seem to harbor some animosity towards him bugawd!"
NM:"I wouldnt call it animosity exactly. I might call it pity. I might call it disgust. I might even call it a disliking,but I wouldnt say it was animosity!"
FR:"So do you have any last words for your opponents.....DROP TOE HOLD?"
NM:"For El Stupidbreasto,theres no point as I am not even sure he understands the English language,and for Jokely,I got two words for ya........GOT MILK?"
Nowhereman slams his mic into Fat Retards chest,and walks off!
