Sharon was dressed in a bear costume. She punched Randy Orton in the mouth.
"Hey!" shouted the fat guy from Jerry Springer Show. "Why you gotta take it to a great American like Randy Bah Gawd Orton?" He clambered over the guardrail and entered the ring.
"Who the hell is this paragon of manhood?" shrieked Jerry 'the King' Lawler. His crown fell askance over one eye. "Who are you, good sir?"
"Why, I'm Mr. Fatbody!" replied the obese man as he shook his belly, shredding is shirt. "And Mr. Fatbody. Don't. Like. Bears!" With a primordial scream, he hurled his mass at Sharon in the bear suit.
The collision shook the ring and knocked the first three rows of fans out of their seats. When they regained their feet, Sharon and Mr. Fatbody were locked in a rictus embrace, the strain stretching each of their faces into grotesque parodies of humanity.
"Oh my sweet lord in Heaven hallowed be thy name!" exhaled Good Ol' JR. "These two competitors are rocking the pillars of the sky!"
"Indeed, JR," replied the King. "I haven't been this excited since I found a ham sandwich in the back of my fridge!"
Mr. Fatbody finally caused Sharon to lose her footing; a [censored] roar sounded from his mouth as he lifted her body over his head and threw her to the unyielding concrete below. Sharon hit and bounced, red flashing across her vision.
"Why," she asked herself, "am I in a bear suit?"
Fri Jun 29 16:11:55 2007