Campbell: We're back, and the match is about to start with both women now
in the ring.
Fox: Yeah, two pure feministic military tomboys go head to head.
Campbell: In a mud wrestling match!
Fox: What?
Campbell: Yeah... I thought it would be pretty cool...
Fox: You booked them in a mud-wrestling match? Olga and Meryl?!! Do you realise what they're gonna do to you?
Campbell: It's not just a mud-wrestling match, Fox. Before one kills the other, they have to rip their top off.
Fox: Genius.
Campbell: So let's ring the bell, Mills!
Mills Lane: Now I want a nice, clean, dirty, muddy, blood-filled brawling extravaganza of a soft-core porn match. Now lets get it on! (Bell rings)
Meryl: This is really disgusting! I refuse to take part!
Olga: What is the matter, bitch? Got something to hide, perhaps?
Meryl: No way, Boris. My ass is twice as sexy as yours.
Olga: So why haven't you got a boyfriend, huh?
Meryl: Because he gets in too many fights, okay?
Olga: Sure. I think he dumped you. Are you really that bad in bed?
Meryl: I tell you what, Gurlukovich. Insteada sucking pussy like you normally do, you can suck on my fist!
(SMACK)
Fox: Incredible punch by Meryl!
Campbell: Lower the mud!
(A ton of mud is tipped from the ceiling rafters. The ring is filled with brown substance)
Olga: It's quite wet and thick around here, no? But then, that's how you like them!
(SMACK)
Meryl: You make one more joke about me and Snake, and you're going to be swallowing mud rather than you're usual!
Olga: Oh yeah? Bring it on, Snake Eater!
Meryl: BITCH!
(Meryl grabs Olga and attempts to rub her nose in the mud. However, Olga turns and sends Meryl face first into it)
Campbell: This is great! I'm a genius!
Olga: That's right, suck it up you fat cow.
Meryl: Huh- glub.. murglug...-some of this, you sow!
(SMACK)
(Olga falls to the floor. Meryl attempts to rip off her top)
Campbell: Oh yeah! Here we go!
(LOUD BOOM)
Chicken Fox: What the fucking hell is going on here?
(Mud-wrestling stops)
Chicken Fox: My story has been turned into some sort of comedic yaoi! Who do you think I am, jduran89? Who is responsible for this?
Campbell: (points at Fox Chicken) It was all him.
Fox: What? Fuck off! It was you who booked the card!
Chicken Fox: Is this true, Roy?
Campbell: Yes, sir. I take 100% responsibility.
Chicken Fox: In that case, you're both fired.
Campbell and Fox: WHAT??!!
Fox: What are you firing me for??
Chicken Fox: I was going to get around to firing you soon anyway.
Fox: That's not good enough! You need a reason!
Chicken Fox: Hmmm... drug abuse in the workplace.
Fox: What? That's the biggest pile of...(cocaine magically appears in front of him) Oh yeah. You're the writer.
Chicken Fox: And thus omnipotent. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.
Campbell: Well, you can't fire me.
Chicken Fox: Oh yeah? Just watch me!
Campbell: Haven't you ever seen wrestling? To get rid of someone you hafeta give them a "Loser Must Retire" match. It's in my contract.
Chicken Fox: But this is Deathmatch! The loser would be dead anyway!
Campbell: I thought of that, and so I suggest appointing a wrestler as the referee.
Olga: Excuse me? We're trying to have a mud-wrestling match here!
Chicken Fox: Not anymore. (Anvil drops from the ceiling and crushes Olga)
Mills: And Meryl is the winner!
Campbell: I'll see you at the contract signing!
Fox: Yeah, two pure feministic military tomboys go head to head.
Campbell: In a mud wrestling match!
Fox: What?
Campbell: Yeah... I thought it would be pretty cool...
Fox: You booked them in a mud-wrestling match? Olga and Meryl?!! Do you realise what they're gonna do to you?
Campbell: It's not just a mud-wrestling match, Fox. Before one kills the other, they have to rip their top off.
Fox: Genius.
Campbell: So let's ring the bell, Mills!
Mills Lane: Now I want a nice, clean, dirty, muddy, blood-filled brawling extravaganza of a soft-core porn match. Now lets get it on! (Bell rings)
Meryl: This is really disgusting! I refuse to take part!
Olga: What is the matter, bitch? Got something to hide, perhaps?
Meryl: No way, Boris. My ass is twice as sexy as yours.
Olga: So why haven't you got a boyfriend, huh?
Meryl: Because he gets in too many fights, okay?
Olga: Sure. I think he dumped you. Are you really that bad in bed?
Meryl: I tell you what, Gurlukovich. Insteada sucking pussy like you normally do, you can suck on my fist!
(SMACK)
Fox: Incredible punch by Meryl!
Campbell: Lower the mud!
(A ton of mud is tipped from the ceiling rafters. The ring is filled with brown substance)
Olga: It's quite wet and thick around here, no? But then, that's how you like them!
(SMACK)
Meryl: You make one more joke about me and Snake, and you're going to be swallowing mud rather than you're usual!
Olga: Oh yeah? Bring it on, Snake Eater!
Meryl: BITCH!
(Meryl grabs Olga and attempts to rub her nose in the mud. However, Olga turns and sends Meryl face first into it)
Campbell: This is great! I'm a genius!
Olga: That's right, suck it up you fat cow.
Meryl: Huh- glub.. murglug...-some of this, you sow!
(SMACK)
(Olga falls to the floor. Meryl attempts to rip off her top)
Campbell: Oh yeah! Here we go!
(LOUD BOOM)
Chicken Fox: What the fucking hell is going on here?
(Mud-wrestling stops)
Chicken Fox: My story has been turned into some sort of comedic yaoi! Who do you think I am, jduran89? Who is responsible for this?
Campbell: (points at Fox Chicken) It was all him.
Fox: What? Fuck off! It was you who booked the card!
Chicken Fox: Is this true, Roy?
Campbell: Yes, sir. I take 100% responsibility.
Chicken Fox: In that case, you're both fired.
Campbell and Fox: WHAT??!!
Fox: What are you firing me for??
Chicken Fox: I was going to get around to firing you soon anyway.
Fox: That's not good enough! You need a reason!
Chicken Fox: Hmmm... drug abuse in the workplace.
Fox: What? That's the biggest pile of...(cocaine magically appears in front of him) Oh yeah. You're the writer.
Chicken Fox: And thus omnipotent. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.
Campbell: Well, you can't fire me.
Chicken Fox: Oh yeah? Just watch me!
Campbell: Haven't you ever seen wrestling? To get rid of someone you hafeta give them a "Loser Must Retire" match. It's in my contract.
Chicken Fox: But this is Deathmatch! The loser would be dead anyway!
Campbell: I thought of that, and so I suggest appointing a wrestler as the referee.
Olga: Excuse me? We're trying to have a mud-wrestling match here!
Chicken Fox: Not anymore. (Anvil drops from the ceiling and crushes Olga)
Mills: And Meryl is the winner!
Campbell: I'll see you at the contract signing!