Hank Harold vs. Wippit Guud

PIW Massacre
Oct. 19, 2002

Short Stories With Tragic Endings by From Autumn to Ashes had begun to play over the P.A. system and the fans gave mixed reaction as Hank the Tank Harold bustled through the curtains.

He gazed over the crowd as a slight snicker came over his face and he began to make his toward the ring. The behemoth trundled along proudly, eventually he made it to the ring and took his time up the steps. Stepping through them and into the centre of the ring.

From Autumn to Ashes faded from the P.A. system as Troopers Raise a Little Hell pushed through. The crowd cheered as they awaited Wippit to emerge from the curtain.

Emerging was an understatement as Wippit Guud tripped through the ropes. Nearly falling on his face as the curtain tripped him up. Trey Vincent swaggered out from behind with the stupidest grin hed ever had across his face.

The fans reaction soon turned to murmurs as Trey and Wippit stood on the stage, cheering the fans. Though they didnt really stand, they swayed. To and fro, Trey was using Wip as a leaning post virtually.

Trey and Wip wandered on down toward the ring were Hank Harold just glared at them. He couldnt believe what they were doing. He began to pace and shake his head in disgust.

Wip fell from the apron as he tried to get on it. Eventually, with a foot up from Trey, Wip fell through the middle and top rope, landing on his face. Trey fell too, with laughter. He rolled about ringside as Harold glared down at him.

Not quite so steadily, Wippit stood before Hank Harold. His focus was out but he knew not to hit the guy in the black and white shirt. He raised his fists, calling for Harold to bring it on.

The bell rung and Wippit charged forward. He hooked a right that would have been deadly had it not missed its target by almost seven inches. The punch had spun him around and he was left with his back to Harold.

Trey laughed harder.

Harold simply strolled up, raising the Psycho One into the air and crashing him into the mat with a high angle backdrop. Wippit lay at the feet of Hank Harold, he looked up at Hank, who looked down on him.

Wippit began to laugh hysterically.

Trey laughed harder still.

Pulling Wippit to his feet, Harold slapped the taste out of his mouth. This caused Wip to stumble around the ring clutching his cheek. He had no idea what had just happened.

Vincent and Wip are so blind they make Stevie Wonder photographer of the year, retorted Nerdstrom to the viewers at home.

Wippit staggered a full circle around the ring until he returned right back in front of Harold. Taking Wippit by the hand, Harold threw him at the ropes like a rag doll.

Wippit bounced off the ropes at a hurtling speed, the Tank just extended the right arm and damn near brained Wippit with the Tank lariat. Wippit flipped through the air and crashed down on his head, toppling over his neck.

Trey stopped his laughing.

He staggered up to the apron and climbed up onto it. Harold glared at Trey who murmured something at him before losing his footing and falling ringside.

Trey laughed again.

Hank returned his gaze to the folded up Wippit Guud, the referee checked on Wip. Wip looked up at the ref and then to Harold. He rolled into a sitting position and began to laugh hysterically. This enraged Hank Harold.

He laid a stiff boot onto the forehead of Wip, followed by another and another again. Wippit toppled backward, but Hank charged forward to continue the assault.

Wippit couldnt control his laughter. He was in hysteria with giggles as was his ringside friend, Trey Vincent.

Harold lifted Wip above his head and strolled about the ring. He pressed him, up and down, before he let Guud drop behind him. Guud rolled around the ring in half pain and half laughter.

He rolled onto all fours, gasping for air, only for Harold to race up, planting a boot into this midsection which sent him into the air down on the flat of his stomach. But Wippit still managed to laugh.

Hes a glutton for punishment, Vinny, Mike Brown told the world.

Harold got Wippit to his feet. Wippit swayed before him, he raised his dukes again, in attempt to make some offence. Hank tempted Wip to throw a punch. Wippit graciously accepted.

He planted one on the chin, but it barely moved the head of Harold. Hank egged him on to hit him again. Wippit drove a swift right jab into the chest. Harold laughed as Wippit fell over.

Wippit laughed with him and the crowd began to laugh.

Tears were streaming from Vincents eyes as he watched Wippit Guud make a fool of himself on National television.

Guud crawled around the ring, Harolds laughter stopped abruptly as he began to stalk Wippit in the ring. He followed him, Wip had no idea.

Wippit made his way to the corner and used the ropes to get to his feet. He stayed in the corner for a minute to catch his breath as Harold braced himself for action behind the inebriated Wippit.

He turned to come face to face with the Tank. A boot to the midsection and Wippit was doubled over. Harold raised him high into the air into position and near drove him through the canvas with a crucifix powerbomb.

SUICIDE RIDE!

Hank put his foot on the chest of Wippit Guud as the referee slapped the canvas

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Hank Harold managed the victory over the drunken Wippit. The fans gave a mixed reaction as From Autumn to Ashes returned to the speakers. Harold made his exit and began up the ramp.

Wippit laid in the ring, a drooling mess. The referee made his way over to Wippit to check if he was OK.

ZZZZZZzzzzzz

Wippit had fallen asleep some time between the Suicide Ride and the end of the three count.

Rolling into the ring, Vincent awoke Wippit. He bounced to his feet with his dukes up again. His shock was Harold was no longer in the ring.

Vincent helped Wippit from the ring and they too made their exit from the PIW ring.

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©2002 John Leary