Post by Steven Kleinman on Dec 23, 2010 11:34:50 GMT -5
As Real Extreme Wrestling goes about it's daily business, the exciting broadcast is suddenly interrupted by a song everybody knows, especially this time of the year...
The song plays in the background as a greeting card appears on the screen, snow shown falling in the background and the lights glowing all around the border,
Slowly the song fades out along with the picture and the REW comes to a picture of none other than it's very own prestigious World Heavyweight Championship. The camera zooms out to show it laying on a beach chair in the middle of some exotic beach.
The sun glares off the title, reflecting with it the myriad of kids and tourists trotting about in the warmth during a season that should be filled with nothing but snow. The camera then shifts slightly to the right of the title where Steven Kleinman lays on another chair. His face is all busted up from the battle he had fought at the end of the last pay per view and cucumber peels lay on the wounds, supposedly healing them in some mysterious way. The One Man Army is smiling through the sun's glare as he looks into the camera.
Doing his best Santa imitation, the artist of pain speaks...
Steven Kleinman : Real Extreme Wrestling...MERRY CHRISTMAS! And a happy new year too! You see, while all of you are stuck back there in that dingy arena on that filthy...brr...cold side of the worlf, me, as your champion, I have decided to take a little trip to another hemisphere altogether. Now, I'm not going to tell you where I am of course...that'll ruin my vacation plans, but I will tell you that the next time you will see me again, will be in 2011.
Now, now Gentlemen, remember to be nice or Santa won't give you any gifts. After all, you lot have been pretty naughty all year long. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some tanning to do. Hey there ladies...
Several generic looking bikini wearing women approach Kleinman as he sips from his stereotypical martini glass. The one man army slowly takes the cucumber peels that have been covering his face off and gets up, following the ladies down the white sand shore and into the perfectly clear blue water.
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