(Camera pans through a dark wooded area. A silhouette of a man sitting under a gnarled tree comes into view. Slowly, a mangled, scar ridden face comes into view...)
Beefcake Jack: Welcome, wrestlers and fans to the world of Beefcake Jack. In the weeks ahead, you will be able to look forward to the destructive forces that I will bring. There will be carnage, there will be blood and there will be broken bodies strewn across the ring as Beefcake Jack rises through the ranks Squared Circle Terror. My matches are not for the faint of heart, so if the sight of blood and mangled bodies makes you a little squeamish, I apologize in advance, but get used to it because Beefcake Jack is here to stay. So it is written... so it shall come to pass... Beefcake Jack has spoken.
(Camera fades to black with the image of a barbed-wire baseball bat covered with grime stuck to a tree.)
Beefcake Jack: Welcome, wrestlers and fans to the world of Beefcake Jack. In the weeks ahead, you will be able to look forward to the destructive forces that I will bring. There will be carnage, there will be blood and there will be broken bodies strewn across the ring as Beefcake Jack rises through the ranks Squared Circle Terror. My matches are not for the faint of heart, so if the sight of blood and mangled bodies makes you a little squeamish, I apologize in advance, but get used to it because Beefcake Jack is here to stay. So it is written... so it shall come to pass... Beefcake Jack has spoken.
(Camera fades to black with the image of a barbed-wire baseball bat covered with grime stuck to a tree.)