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 Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 1:40 pm
Burchill's piratish theme music played as he swung in from the rope onto the entrance ramp. In his left hand he had a clipboard with several papers in it. Burchill reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out some beads. He heard the cheers and took them in as he threw beads into the crowd. He made it to the ring and slid in and took off his jacket. He handed the jacket to the announcer and faced the crowd. "CUT THE MUSIC! CUT THE DAMN MUSIC!" Burchill screamed into a microphone he got from the announcer. "Today, I heard that this Sabin was given a title opportunity. Now I don't need to be given title shots; I can earn them," Burchill said as a video of him pinning Paul London to win a four-man-battle royale for a title shot was shown on the Megatron. "So Sabin, I ask you: Me and you with our title shots on the line, winner takes both title opportunities. What do you say?" Burchill said into the microphone.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 8:17 pm
Doink's music hit as he appeared on the stage with a microphone and an angry expression on his face.
"Now wait just a minute. I own this company, and I'm sick and tired of letting everyone make important decisions without coming to me first. Who the hell do you think you are? I'm Doink the Clown, damnit. No, I'm Mr. the Clown from now on, you got that? Good. Now, I don't know where you get off asking for title opportunities after you were given one, and in a match that I didn't even give the OK for. So there isn't gonna be a two title shot matches, however, you better watch it or you'll soon be finding yourself on a unicycle ride down the highway to hell!"
Doink glared at Burchill as all the fans were stunned by this change of attitude.
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