'Rock and Roll All Nite' plays, and the mWo appear on the ramp, led by SPAMM with mic in hand. He stops on the ramp, and raised the mic to his mouth
SPAMM: WE'RE TAKING O-VER!
The crowd cheers wildly as the mWo make their way to the ring, posing and mugging frantically. The quartet finally get into the ring, stopping only briefly to disentangle ZOD from the ropes. As SPAMM stands in the centre of the ring, the crowd chants MWO! MWO!
SPAMM: Tonight, folks, is our night, Tonight, in the first EVER King of the Mook-tain match...
Chevy Nova: ER...BROTHER?
SPAMM: Alright, Alright! In the first ever King of the Mook-tain match in RDCW, I will stand at the top of that ladder, the one and only RDCW World Big Cheese Champion!
Louie: If that happens, I'm resigning!
SPAMM: Now, obviously when sales of the exclusive-to-RDCW mWo T-shirts are gonna go through the floor!
Monroe: Doesn't he mean through the roof?
Louie: Be serious! They haven't even left subterranean levels yet!
SPAMM: So, in recognition, I'm offering everyone here in this very arena an exclusive deal! If you go the merchandising stands RIGHT NOW, you can get an mWo T-Shirt absolutely FREE with your exclusive We're Taking O-VER Shoes and mWo 4 the money cap, at a princely rate of just 100 dollars!
Monroe: I'm legally obliged to describe that as an absolute bargain!
SPAMM: Now I know you're all ITCHING to get to those stands and take advantage of our offer...
Nobody is moving
SPAMM: But of course I've still got something to say! King Snarf, you think you can just waltz back in here and get a title match? Well, you...obviously can, 'cos, y'know, you HAVE, but you shouldn't be able to! If you win this match I'm challenging you right here, right now to a re-match at the next PPV!
The Crowd p[ops, but...
