*The Cheese-o-tron comes to life with the image of a young Japanese man. He's wearing a t-shirt that says "Havoc #1 Announcer." The sound comes on, and there is giggling in the background, followed by: "Oh Darth!" The man begins speaking in a thick accent.*
B: This is Bukake, Havoc numbahr one annoncer! I am standing deep within the bowels of the Cheesedome, outside the door to the cellar!
*There is a sudden scream followed by laughter.*
B: I will now knock on the door to get an interveiw with the Sith Lord Darth! <Bukaki knocks on the door> Hello! Is someone in there?
*The noise stops and the door slowly creaks open. Chesty Lerou stands in the opening, fully clothed in her leather attire.*
Chesty: Can I help you?
B: Yes! This is Bookake, Havoc numbahr one annoncer, here to interview Darth about his Hahrdcore Porn treeple threat match!
Chesty: Oh, you're the new guy! Come on in. Darth is just getting ready for the match.
*Bookaki winks at the camera and motions towards the room. As he walks in, he is hit in the head by a paper airplane. Chesty doubles over laughing.*
Chesty: <in between giggles> Hey, we're running out of paper! And you skipped my turn!
Darth: If you insist.
*Darth hands her a sheet of paper. Bukakee motions for the camera to focus on the paper. There is a printout of an image of El Superbeasto's head on the body of a cat, positioned to lick itself. Chesty breaks out in laughter again.*
Chesty: I can't believe people take the time to edit these and post them on the Internet! Doesn't anyone like him?
Darth: El Superbeasto is a very lonely man.
*Chesty laughs as she folds the paper into an airplane.*
Darth: You're bending the wrong way.
Chesty: That's not what you said last night!
*Chesty makes a final fold and throws the airplane, but it drops to the ground.*
Chesty: <between giggles> Oops.
*Darth takes another printout, this time of El Superbeasto's head on the body of a donkey. Chesty takes one look and almost falls over laughing. Bookakee uses this moment to begin his interview.*
B: Darth, even though you lost the battle royal last week, you have been booked in the Hahrdcore Porn match tonight! How did this happen?
Darth: Isn't it obvious? El Superbeasto made an ass of himself and taunted the darkside when he interfered in the match. In response, the darkside has answered him back.
B: I thought The Doctor chose to punish El Superbeasto by making the match a treeple threat?
Darth: All are merely a tool of the darkside. The darkside molds all to do its bidding. Those who refuse... <Darth squeazes the now complete airplane in his fist> are crushed. Beware the power, of the darksiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddde!
*Bookahki backs out of the room along with the cameraman. He turns around to face the camera again.*
B: This is Bukahki, Havoc numbahr one annoncer, repohrting.
<Bukahkee is hit in the head again by a paper airplane. Chesty errupts in laughter as the door slams shut behind him.>
