
He who laughs last...
jOlt Intense 2.4
Backstage, Trey Vincent found himself in a familiar position. Watching television. His left arm was around Britney as he watched from the comfort of his leather sofa in his private room. He watched as his next victim in the International Title tournament, the "Career Killer" J-Con, was involved in the mess of violence.
"Man, this fustercluck has everything but anal rape. Something jOlt is surely lacking. Y'know....for someone who doesn't have one shred of decency in him, not one goddam redeeming quality, somebody upstairs likes Trey Vincent."
He grabs a bottle of beer and toasts the TV screen.
"I always knew God had a sense of humor."
He takes a sip of beer.
"That's why Trey Vincent is God's favorite sports entertainer. Look at this mess."
And as the final mayhem played out for all to see, there was only one thing Trey Vincent could do. He got the last laugh.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
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