Highway to Hell plays, and Charlie hits the ring, looking furious. Grabbing a mic, he enters the ring
Monroe: Charlie's looking mighty pissed off!
Marcum: It's gotta be because of Joe Mama earlier!
Charlie: I've got three words to say: FUCK YOU JOE!
The crowd boos wholeheartedly, mostly becuase they hate Charlie
Charlie: You DARE to call me a dissapointment?! Who's the guys who's spent weeks, and I mean weeks, kicking Fagtastic's big gay ass all over the cheese-dome, huh? ME!
More boos
Charlie: And you know what? I'm tired of whupping his ass! So, I'm gonna start me on a target, Joe! Got a problem, and the problem is YOU!
Marcum: Joe Mama's in real trouble now! You don't mess with The Company Pitbull!
Charlie: I'm issuing a challenge to you, Joe Mama. Step into this ring, if you dare, against me. And I ain't just talking about some wussy little singles match! I'm talking an all out, no DQ, No Quit, NO Surrender Harcore Porn Match!
Monroe: Is Charlie completely insane? This could end his career!
Marcum: End Joe Mama's more like!
Charlie: And if you really, really wnat to make this tough on yourself, let's take away these ropes and replace them...with barbed wire!
Monroe: Buhgawd! We haven't seen barbed wire rings since Evil Cunt Wrestling!
Marcum: I think it's fair to say that Charlie was a big fan!
Charlie: Hey Papa Joe, you wanna make like the big man, you gotta walk the Pitbull line!
Highway to Hell hits, and Charlie walks backstage, still looking angry
