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Inside the wrestling arena, just after the last match finishes, the play by play announcer Scott Slade is shown on screen.
Scott Slade: And now we have a short segment to share. I believe our backstage interviewer, Rose Johnstone is standing by with a livestream from one of our newest members of the roster. Rose, can you tell us more about him?
Rose Johnstone: Thanks Scott. Yes, I'm here to present our first look at Huckleberry. He is a hillbilly wrestler with years of experience wrestling... pigs. That's right. He's been wrestling pigs since he was old enough to... to belch the American Anthem, or so he says. We have him here on the live feed, and I understand he is at a used car lot looking to buy a new truck, of all things.
The view switches to the live stream. Huckleberry is wearing a camo hat, a strained wife-beater with a torn neckline, and cargo shorts. He winks at the camera, aimed way to close to his face, which makes his head look like an egg.
Huckleberry: Ain't you a cutie? I'm Huckleberry. Pleased to make yer aquintence. They asked me if I wanted to wrestle, and I thought about it. Thought about it some more. Eventually I came to the conclusion that I wanted to give it my best shot, by golly. So here I am. I decided to celebrate my new experimental talent contract by purchasing me a gen-u-ine, grade A, double D, mud-mobile. Lookie there. I think we got a live one.
Up ahead, Huckleberry points the camera at a man in a plaid checked suit. His hair is slicked back.
Huckleberry: Hey you! That's a nice car ya got there. Look's real purdy. Yuh ever take it ridin' in the mud?
Salesman: Sir, this is our show model. We just keep it here on the lot to attract customers. Can I you interest you in a test drive?
Huckleberry: Maybe I will, maybe I won't. How much does this sygoggler gonna cost me if I run'er up to the Circle K to get some dope?
Salesman: Pardon me?
Huckleberry: Dad-gum! Don't you know anything? Just gimmie the keys and I'll make it worth yer while.
Salesman: Of course. Can I interest you in this model of vehicle over here?
The salesmen wipes his head with a handkerchief and waddles over to a little green golf cart. Huckleberry takes a long look at it and his eyes bug out as he looks back and forth from the salesman to the cart. He gathers his wits before he attempts to state his thoughts.
Huckleberry: This ain't no derby riding mud car!
Salesman: No Sir. This is our discount model.
Huckleberry: Discount? How much of a discount we talkin' 'bout?
Salesman: I believe you will find this refurbished golf cart is much more affordable at a price of forty seven twenty dollars.
Huckleberry: Furty seven twenty? Damn! What's the math on that? Yuh mean, furty... fifty... sixty seven dollars? I'll take it!
Salesman: No. It's four thousand seven hundred and twenty dollars.
Huckleberry: By golly, you drive a hard bargain. Why didn't ya say so, yuh crazy peckerwood? I'd agree to that if you just told me straight.
Salesman: So you ready to seal the deal?
Huckleberry: Damn straight. Put'er there!
Huckleberry spits on his hand, and some black-brown goo stains his palm as he reaches out toward the salesman. The salesman winces and begrudgingly shakes the hillbilly's hand, which he promptly clasps firmly between two hands and yanks up and down enthusiastically with a wicked toothless grin. The salesmen slips his hand out forcefully. He sniffs his hand and nearly passes out.
Salesman: I'll even throw in a set of new tires and a six pack of cold beer if you leave the lot immediately.
Huckleberry: Fer a six pack of dope, you can call me Casper!
Brief commercial break.
After Huckleberry bought himself a shiny new golf cart, and tossed down a six pack of cold ones, he decided to treat his new friend for a ride through the mud to test out its abilities. He attaches his livestream camera to the dashboard to catch all of the action.
Huckleberry: Hey you! We're here at the mud dunes takin' my new ride for a spin. Already feelin' like the king of the mountain.
They ride over a big bump and empty beer cans fly up into the air in all directions.
Huckleberry: Yeehaw! Hang on to yer taw-taws, it's gonna be a bumpy ride!
Huckleberry slams his foot on the peddle, and they hop over three more dunes. The shocks on this little golf cart do a fair job of absorbing some of the landing from each bounce.
Huckleberry: Ye see that cliff up there yonder? Let's see if this baby can make it to the top.
Huckleberry slams his foot down on the pedal. The salesman screams and pushes his hands up against the sides of the cart to brace himself. As they increase in speed and pitch, the salesmen jumps out the side and tumbles over.
Huckleberry: Ooooeeey! Gonna make it! Gonna make it! Gonna make it! Uh oh!
The vehicle stalls out ten feet from the top of the cliff, and then tips over backwards. It goes into a backward roll, front over back, jacknifing into a free fall. Huckleberry attempts to regain control over the vehicle. He grabs onto the gear shift and yanks on it hard.
Huckleberry: Does this thing come with an autopilot transmission, or a manual?
The gear shift breaks free into his hands. He blinks.
Huckleberry: Guess it's a manual now.
With that, the little vehicle lands upside down in the wet mud. The salesman, caught underneath is moaning and screaming for help. Huckleberry pops open a fresh one, and chugs.
Huckleberry: Moments like these. Ahh! These are the days of our lives.
A motor revs up out of sight. A crashing noise reverberates as a truck rolling over the top twists the little cart like tinfoil through the mud. Huckleberry spits out a mouthful of mud and beer.
The camera flickers to snow for a moment. Rose Johnstone is standing backstage wondering what happened to the live feed.
Rose Johnstone: Huckeberry, are you alright? Huckleberry, are you there?
The live feed returns. Huckleberry is in a jam with mud sliding in from all sides. He is up to his neck in muck.
Huckleberry: Sorry Rose, gonna have to cut this segment short. Looks like I'm gonna have a date with The Undertaker in a little bit. I'll see you guys at Friday Night Clash if I have to dig my way to China with a toothpick.
The screen turns brown.
Rose Johnstone: It looks like Huckleberry's career might be cut short, real short, if he can't get himself out of that mud pit. Will we ever be seeing this new recruit to the roster ever again? Time will tell. Back to you Scott.
Scott Slade: Thank you Rose.
Chris Rogers: That Hillbilly Huckleberry is about as dumb as they come.
Scott Slade: It would seem so. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the last we ever see of him again. Join us this Friday night, for Friday Night Clash, live from the Fort Worth Convention Center in Texas. We'll be featuring a tag-team bout with Kronin and Davey-Boy O'Brien against Dravaka Drimstone and "The Legend" Dwight Couch.
Chris Rogers: And after that Gabrielle Montgomery squares up against Darla Knight. Won't want to miss that one.
Scott Slade: For the main event, and for the World Tag Team Championsip, "God's Gift" Jeremiah Vastrix and Brock Abishag face off against Takuma Sato and Abbigail Dresden.
Chris Rogers: Valora is out of action, so Dresden was selected to fill her place. Will it cost Sato the victory, or guarantee his win? You'll have to tune in this Friday to find out.
Scott Slade: That's right. Now let's get back to the action...
The show continues on with a match between a couple of mid-card wrestlers..._
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