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Hello again…like before! Last we left off, our superstars arrived in Dallas to enjoy the nightlife—some stayed in, some went out. But now, it's morning! So, since THAT'S the case, We'll check in on Vince at his condo in Wichita.

Vince is sitting on his recliner in his boxers, an undershirt with bbq stains on it, and wearing a cowboy hat with cowboy boots on, watching 'Walker, Texas Ranger', and eating barbecue spare ribs. Talking AT the television, he takes a bite out of a rib and says, "Haha…there's no WAY he'll get away with that. Walker's gonna' whoop that ASS!"

Suddenly, his phone rings. He ignores it and says, "Eh, I'll call back during a commercial break. He looks over at the caller ID and doesn't recognize the number, which DOES bother him a little.

So, the commercial break comes, Vince sighs and decides to dial the number on the caller ID. He mutters, "Whoever this is better have a good damn excuse to be interrupting me!"

The phone rings and a rather pleasant voice comes in, "Hello?"

Vince replies, "Uh, yes, someone from this number called me earlier?"

"Ok, your name, sir?"

"Vince. I-I'm Vince McMahon."

"Ah, yes , please hold…"

"Wait—"

Before he could ask the lady to wait before transferring him, another voice comes on the line, only this one was more familiar, MUCH more familiar…

"Hello Vince."

"Linda…Well, what is it? I'm watching 'Walker, Texas Ranger'! This better be important!"

"Vince, it IS important, it's VERY important."

"Well hurry up with it, the commercial break's almost over!"

"Well, I need you to go to the department store and get some new bedsheets."

Vince rolls his eyes, "What? ALREADY? Dammit, Linda—I JUST brought some sheets last week, what happened to those?"

Linda sighs and says, "Vince, the pee-rings in those sheets are like…fuckin', coffee-brown! I can't wash those out! You KNOW that! In fact, ALL of our sheets have the pee-ring circus on them. Why do you always have to act all brand NEW whenever I tell you to pick something up for me?"

Vince, not in the mood to argue about his wife's incontinence issues, sees that the show is now back on and abruptly says, "Uh…um, gotta' poop, call ya' later!"

"Hey, you wait, mister—"

He ends the call and shuts his phone off. He looks at his land-line phone and disconnects that, too.

He mutters to himself, I don't give a DAMN—I ain't picking up NOTHING!"

Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Linda just stares at the receiver for a second and gently hangs up as she glances over at Stephanie, who glances back over while busy eating a bucket of chicken.

Linda winks at Steph and says, "Don't you worry, hon. Momma's gonna' show you how to get your husband's attention! I'm GONNA' call his ass BACK later!"

"Yaaaay Mommy! GET'M!"

Linda nods and folds her arms, looking at the phone, says, "'Gotta poop', huh? Alright, buddy, we shall SEE who's the boss, HERE!"

Lets' join Alberto, Santino, and Batista, as they make their way from the hotel to downtown Dallas proper…

Bastista smiles and says, "Hey guys, thanks for giving me this lift, a place to stay for the night, and a good time last night! Much appreciated, amigos!"

Alberto says, "Ha! Don't mention it, my friend!

Santino adds, "Eh-yesssssss…don't mention it, my friend!"

Batista looks at Santino and smiles a little. He says, "Hey Alberto, did you see what happened to Santino last night?"

Alberto shakes his head and looks at Santino, smiling, "No, wha' happing?"

Batista laughs and slaps his knee, saying, "Bwaahahahaaaa! Santino got bench pressed by Beth-burg last night!"

Alberto bursts out with laughter, as does Batista.

Alberto, still laughing, asks, "Hahaha…ju' mean, Beth Phoenix bodyslam ju'?

Santino rolls his eyes and says, "Ey-YESSSSSSTHAT-THAT STUPID GLAMABETH, SHE EH-SLAMMED SANTINO MARELLA! When she hold me up, all de' people, they look-a-like ants!"

Alberto and Batista look at each other, then at Santino, than back at each other and resume their laughter as Santino stands by with his arms folded, fuming over the incident.

Ok, let's see how Kofi and CM are doing…

CM and Kofi get into the "car" Kofi's using and pull out onto the highway.

Kofi passes a sign that has restaurants that are at the next exit. That's when it hits him—"SHEET mon!"

CM asks, "Dude, what's wrong?"

Kofi pounds the steering wheel in frustration, saying, "I forgot to ask the hotel staff where 'dis place EES!'

CM says, "Oh, is that all? Ok, up here at this exit, there's a Dunkin' Donuts. Ok, we go IN the place ask someone for directions, and get a couple donuts for breakfast, dude!"

Kofi sighs and says, "Fine, okay then."

Suddenly Punk starts thinking. He turns to Kofi and asks, "Hey, speaking of forgetting things, I've been meaning to ask you—you smell something like…garlic in here?

"Kofi, feigning ignorance, sniffs around the "cabin" and replies, "No mon, sorry. Me smell NO garlic. Must be your imagination, mon."

CM thinks for a second and says, "Yeah, that has to be it, hahaha."

Kofi looks away from CM with a sly little smirk on his face as they drive down the highway.

Thanks for reading! I'm cutting this one off for tonight because I don't feel like typing anymore tonight. So…

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