Bakla Calls in on Sad...

In a dark corner in the parking lot, The Sad Man is crouched with his back on to the wall brooding on his upcoming match on Friday. Boy Bakla slowly approaches the mo-hawked colored man steeling herself against the dark aura surrounding him.

"Hello there Grumpy... I know you have a lot in your mind right now but I need to call in on our deal. I need your help to make sure that Funnybone's midgets won't be present in the battle royale, in return I will also help you make sure Chriso's robed buddies also won't interfere. It's a win-win for both of us, what do you say?" Boy Bakla proposed to The Sad Man.

bakla suddenly finds herself under the looming shadow of the sad man's massive frame, as the mohawked man pulls himself up to his full height.

"if those sonso'bitches try t'interfere, they better be ready to spend some serious time in 'ospital, 'coz i ain't holding nuthin' back on anybody this friday."

he leans closer towards the wrestling transexual.

"but ya wanna talks a deal. let's talk then. not 'ere though. chriso and 'is bloody cameras all 'round."

the sad man beckons the wrestling transexual to follow him.

Boy Bakla follows The Sad Man to an undisclosed location where they discussed the terms of their agreement.