Meanwhile, back in the ring, the tense stand-off, between TK-069 and King Snarf continues....
Y'know, I didn't come out heree to argue who won the match between us Sunday Night. What I came here for was to find out who was driving that car and exact some payback. See, maybe you hadn't realized this, but that car wasn't aiming for you, and it wasn't aiming for me; it was aiming for us both. That would lead me to believe that someone wanted the both of us out of the title picture. And, given the evidence, my guess would be that it was one of Kamphausen's flunkies.
But apparently, TK, you can't seem to see the big picture. You come down here, runnin' you're mouth, saying that you had me beat. Then you say you want to settle this tonight. Well, if that's what you want, then I say fine. And this time there will be no controversy, because I am going to win. Because, when it comes down to it, TK, you're a man who can't get the job done when it's all on the line. You couldn't do it in your title match against Drszmith, and you couldn't do it Sunday night against me.
I came out here looking to take on the rWo, but I'd be more than happy to take you on right here, right now.
Snarf drops the microphone and stares down at TK...
Madman Marcum: Someone get those two maniacs out of the ring so Rob's World Order can put on a proper show!
Mike "The Mouth" Monroe: I say let 'em go at it! It's what the people want to see!
The two men in the ring continue to glare at each other...
