"Looks like Orton finally got what he deserved," said Chris, "Our next camper is famous for a lot of things, for his awesome beat boxing, for his overuse of the word "Gosh!" and for switching the votes and getting Courtney voted off. Please welcome; Harold!"
Beat boxing music played as Harold entered the ring.
"Sweet," said Harold as he looked around the arena, "This is the perfect place to unleash my awesome skills."
"Well Harold, you're going to need them for the guy you're about to face," said Chris, "He likes to say his name twice and is the star of the film BEHIND ENEMY LINES: COLUMBIA. Please welcome; Mr. Kennedy!"
Kennedy's music played as he entered the ring with a big smile on his face. He then lifted his arm in the air and a microphone landed in his hand.
"Hey! I know you," said Kennedy to Harold, "You're that guy who kept getting pranked by Duncan. My favourite was when he gave you that kitchen grease and told you it was apple juice. Oh, and when he gave you that pair of underwear full of hot sauce. What did you say when you put them on? Oh yeah. My biscuits are burning!"
When Kennedy was finished talking, he went into a giggle fit.
"Yeah, laugh all you want Kennedy," said Harold, "But you won't be laughing after I beat the living tar out of you."
"We shall see," said Kennedy, "But don't get your hopes up. It's not so easy to beat Mr. Kennedy!"
He then paused for a second and then put the microphone back to his lips and said, "Kennedy!"
The bell rang and the match was on.
The two locked up and moved around the ring until Kennedy delivered a suplex.
When Harold got up, Kennedy threw a punch at him, but then Harold grabbed his fist and threw into a turnbuckle.
He then ran up to Kennedy and started throwing a number of punches to his face until the ref told him to knock it off.
Harold then bounced against the ropes and ran at Kennedy, who lifted Harold right onto his shoulders.
He was about to deliver a mike check, when Harold jumped off Kennedy's shoulders and delivered a suplex of his own. He pinned him, the ref did the three count and the match was over.
"Here is your winner; Harold!" said Chris.
Kennedy got to his feet, looked at Harold and smiled. He lifted his arm in the air again and grabbed his microphone and gave it to Harold.
"Go for it," he said.
Harold smiled as he put the microphone to his lips and said, "You heard Chris ladies and gentlemen. Your winner is Harold!" he paused for a second and then said, "Harold!"