Match #1
Doc vs Ferbian
Virginity on a Pole Match
Crock: Well, here we go! Hell of a match we're gonna have here. This is one of the greatest... err... feuds of all time. Here comes Doc!
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Doc struts down to the ring in a Scott Pilgrim t-shirt and a pair of firetruck pajamas. His mom is following him down the aisle with a bib in her hand.
Crock: Well, this will certainly be an interesting match. I've never witnessed a "Virginity on a Pole Match", but I guess we'll see what happens.
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Crock: Here comes our resident Dane,
Ferboner FERBIAN!
Ferbs struts down to the ring, extremely confidently.
Crock: Ok, so the object of the match is to take that box, labeled Virginity, off the pole. I don't really know why or how... but somebody will win. I think.
The match gets started, Ferbian takes control right away. They now seem to be talking in the corner, not really doing much wrestling.
Crock: Now, what in the name of... WHAT IS THIS?! This isn't a match, this is pathetic!
The crowd is chanting "POP HIS CHERRY, clap clap clapclapclap."
Doc seems to be getting irritated now, you can clearly hear him yelling, "HE HAD NO RIGHT TO CLOSE MY THREAD!!! THAT WAS A GREAT THREAD!!"
Crock: Maybe this will lead to some action? Probably not... Hold on, who's that?!
Here come two masked figures... they absolutely beat down Ferbs and Doc with stiff loaves of French Bread and get out of the ring.
Crock: Well... that match was just plain... terrible. Oh look at that, now the masked men are posing. Great!
Crock: Let's hope the next match isn't this much of a suckfest.
Crock: I don't know what match is coming next, we're not quite organized. I promise it won't suck that bad... I hope. Why didn't I just take Russo's offer and work for TNA?