After the hellacious match between Bubba Ray/Ric Flair and Big Show/Chris Jericho, Eric Bischoff is seen in his office reading through some papers. Suddenly, the door opens and in walks Terri, in a white top and tight blue jeans. Eric stands up and shakes her hand, with a goofy grin on his face.
"Terri, how can I help you?" Eric asks.
"Well, Eric, I have trying to get a match on RAW for the past two weeks and I haven't gotten a thing. So I was wondering since you signed Stacy to RAW, I want to welcome her to the show." Terri replies with a grin on her face.
"A Bra and Panties Match!"
"I don't think so. I want a regular match with her. I've been training and want to show off my skills," she says in a sultry voice.
"A regular match on Raw. My show," Eric stops and thinks for a minute. He smiles. "Okay Terri, you got your match."
Terri nods her head and walks toward the door. As she opens the door, Eric calls her name.
"Terri, by the way, you only have three minutes."
She grins, " I was hoping you would say that."
The crowd is completely silent as we come back from a commercial break. Eric Bischoff's music hits, and out walks the RAW General Manager, Eric Bischoff.
"You know I don't like this one bit," Jim Ross says to his co-commentery partner, Jerry "The King" Lawler.
"What are you talking about?" King replies.
"Every time Eric says, 'You've got three minutes', Jamal and Rosie show up and annihilate whoever is in the ring."
"Come on JR, your over reacting. There is no way in the world that Eric Bischoff is gonna harm Terri or Stacy. Or the puppies."
"Oh come on, you saw what they did to Lillian Garcia."
"She was just a ring announcer."
Eric walks behind King and JR, with a microphone in hand.
JR rolls his eyes and says, " Well our wonderful GM is going to speak to the crowd."
"Since I put this match together," He pauses as the asshole chants surfaces. Once they die down he continues. "I decided that I, Eric Bischoff, your general manager, should be the special guest announcer."
"Legs," by Kid Rock hits and out walks the leggy Stacy Kiebler. She is dressed in a small leather top and shorts, with those now imfamuse knee-high leather boots. Stacy gets on the barricade, lifts one leg up over the middle rope, and puts it done on the other side. The crowd cheers at the site of her butt, as she gets in the ring, and raises he arms in the air, getting camera flashes and more whistles.
Eric lifts up the microphone and says, " Making her way to the ring, my personal assistant, Stacy Kiebler!"
"She-Devil" starts and out walks Terri. In her skin tone outfit, the horny little she-devil struts down the ramp. Once in the ring, Terri puts her foot on the middle rope and pulls herself forward, making her breast over the top rope. She releases that rope and goes across the ring to do the same thing on that side.
"And here's Terri," Eric says dryly.
Terri turns her back on Stacy and looks at Eric with hate in her eyes. As she turns around, she gets floored with one of Stacy's spinning heel kicks. As she lays on the ground, Stacy gives her a hard leg drop. She covers her for 1...2... kickout. Stacy stands her up and tosses her, but Terri reverses the toss and Stacy goes into the ropes.
"Come on Terri, you have to be more entertaining. You only have a minute and half," Eric says.
Stacy does a cartwheel to evade Terri's attack. Terri kicks her in the stomach, as Stacy runs to her, and clotheslines her down. She covers her for 1...2...kickout. Terri yells at the ref and picks up Stacy. She put her head under her arm and falls backward, making Stacy's head hit the mat. Terri rolls Stacy off of her stomach and makes a pin attempt. 1...2...
"Your three minutes are up Terri, and unfortunately, you didn't entertain me." Eric says with a big grin on her face.
Terri turns away from Eric and is standing face to chest with Jamal. Meanwhile, Stacy and the ref are making a get away. Terri backs off Jamal a little bit. She runs her fingers through her hair and a hand over her breast. Jamal looks at Rosie and grabs Terri by the hair. She raises her hand and snaps her fingers. As soon as Jamal is about to toss her in the air a huge man, about 6'10" runs up and hits Jamal in the head with his fist. Terri hits the ground as the man picks up Jamal by his neck and slams him down on his back. Rosie runs at him, but he gets caught in the same predicament as his brother. Terri grabs the microphone from Howard Finkle.
"See Eric, now that's entertaining. You didn't think that blonde girl would think up an idea like this, huh Eric? I sat backstage week after week, watching my friends get demolished by your two goons. So I decided that, it was up to me to put an end to this. Eric, I would like to introduce you to my new friend, Sevynn. Do that thing for me sweetheart." Terri says to her friend.
Sevynn puts Jamal on his shoulders, in a fireman's carry position. He spins around, letting go of Jamal's legs, dropping him in a neckbreaker.
"Ouch," Terri says. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Sevynn!"
The crowd cheers as her music plays. Eric is standing with his mouth wide open. Terri blows him a kiss and walks up the ramp.
"For the first time in a month, Eric Bischoff is speechless!" JR screams at the top of his lungs.
"Ha!" King adds for good measures.
TO BE CONTINUED............
"Terri, how can I help you?" Eric asks.
"Well, Eric, I have trying to get a match on RAW for the past two weeks and I haven't gotten a thing. So I was wondering since you signed Stacy to RAW, I want to welcome her to the show." Terri replies with a grin on her face.
"A Bra and Panties Match!"
"I don't think so. I want a regular match with her. I've been training and want to show off my skills," she says in a sultry voice.
"A regular match on Raw. My show," Eric stops and thinks for a minute. He smiles. "Okay Terri, you got your match."
Terri nods her head and walks toward the door. As she opens the door, Eric calls her name.
"Terri, by the way, you only have three minutes."
She grins, " I was hoping you would say that."
The crowd is completely silent as we come back from a commercial break. Eric Bischoff's music hits, and out walks the RAW General Manager, Eric Bischoff.
"You know I don't like this one bit," Jim Ross says to his co-commentery partner, Jerry "The King" Lawler.
"What are you talking about?" King replies.
"Every time Eric says, 'You've got three minutes', Jamal and Rosie show up and annihilate whoever is in the ring."
"Come on JR, your over reacting. There is no way in the world that Eric Bischoff is gonna harm Terri or Stacy. Or the puppies."
"Oh come on, you saw what they did to Lillian Garcia."
"She was just a ring announcer."
Eric walks behind King and JR, with a microphone in hand.
JR rolls his eyes and says, " Well our wonderful GM is going to speak to the crowd."
"Since I put this match together," He pauses as the asshole chants surfaces. Once they die down he continues. "I decided that I, Eric Bischoff, your general manager, should be the special guest announcer."
"Legs," by Kid Rock hits and out walks the leggy Stacy Kiebler. She is dressed in a small leather top and shorts, with those now imfamuse knee-high leather boots. Stacy gets on the barricade, lifts one leg up over the middle rope, and puts it done on the other side. The crowd cheers at the site of her butt, as she gets in the ring, and raises he arms in the air, getting camera flashes and more whistles.
Eric lifts up the microphone and says, " Making her way to the ring, my personal assistant, Stacy Kiebler!"
"She-Devil" starts and out walks Terri. In her skin tone outfit, the horny little she-devil struts down the ramp. Once in the ring, Terri puts her foot on the middle rope and pulls herself forward, making her breast over the top rope. She releases that rope and goes across the ring to do the same thing on that side.
"And here's Terri," Eric says dryly.
Terri turns her back on Stacy and looks at Eric with hate in her eyes. As she turns around, she gets floored with one of Stacy's spinning heel kicks. As she lays on the ground, Stacy gives her a hard leg drop. She covers her for 1...2... kickout. Stacy stands her up and tosses her, but Terri reverses the toss and Stacy goes into the ropes.
"Come on Terri, you have to be more entertaining. You only have a minute and half," Eric says.
Stacy does a cartwheel to evade Terri's attack. Terri kicks her in the stomach, as Stacy runs to her, and clotheslines her down. She covers her for 1...2...kickout. Terri yells at the ref and picks up Stacy. She put her head under her arm and falls backward, making Stacy's head hit the mat. Terri rolls Stacy off of her stomach and makes a pin attempt. 1...2...
"Your three minutes are up Terri, and unfortunately, you didn't entertain me." Eric says with a big grin on her face.
Terri turns away from Eric and is standing face to chest with Jamal. Meanwhile, Stacy and the ref are making a get away. Terri backs off Jamal a little bit. She runs her fingers through her hair and a hand over her breast. Jamal looks at Rosie and grabs Terri by the hair. She raises her hand and snaps her fingers. As soon as Jamal is about to toss her in the air a huge man, about 6'10" runs up and hits Jamal in the head with his fist. Terri hits the ground as the man picks up Jamal by his neck and slams him down on his back. Rosie runs at him, but he gets caught in the same predicament as his brother. Terri grabs the microphone from Howard Finkle.
"See Eric, now that's entertaining. You didn't think that blonde girl would think up an idea like this, huh Eric? I sat backstage week after week, watching my friends get demolished by your two goons. So I decided that, it was up to me to put an end to this. Eric, I would like to introduce you to my new friend, Sevynn. Do that thing for me sweetheart." Terri says to her friend.
Sevynn puts Jamal on his shoulders, in a fireman's carry position. He spins around, letting go of Jamal's legs, dropping him in a neckbreaker.
"Ouch," Terri says. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Sevynn!"
The crowd cheers as her music plays. Eric is standing with his mouth wide open. Terri blows him a kiss and walks up the ramp.
"For the first time in a month, Eric Bischoff is speechless!" JR screams at the top of his lungs.
"Ha!" King adds for good measures.
TO BE CONTINUED............