Well, you might be wondering what's going to happen this Saturday to the team of Scum and Scummer... Well, you MIGHT if you've never seen what I do to things that displease me... Suffice to say that Bobo uses the power vested in him to reshape what does not please him into a form that does... For these...EMULATORS, well, I think that since they do such a crappy approximation of the Angel of Death Most Exalted, I shall give them something EASIER to look and act like...

Corned Beef HASH. The little white cubes won't be potatoes, though... They'll be... CRUNCHIER... Heh.

Azmo might think he was given reprieve from the CULLING such traitors deserve, but all he's been given is the opportunity to bring someone along for the ride... The WILD RIDE... Next stop, TARTERUS, ARCHERON and all points SOUTH. Heh. You always were a whiney little quisling, Azmo... 'Oh no.... I'm always getting luchadores to tag with...',  'Oh no... There must be some conspiracy to hold me down...', 'Oh no... I can't back up ANYTHING I SAY....', 'Oh no... I'm only a SECOND CLASS COPY OF BOBO.'

Well, get over it... We can't ALL be Bobo... Mind you, you give a HELLUVA good TRY, but the only thing like a try is a FAILURE as the old saying goes... Heh. Of course, you could always go into commercial endorsements - much like all the OTHER never-was second-stringers that were on TV despite a GLARING lack of talent... I can see you endorsing DEVILED Ham... DEVILED eggs... DEVIL Dogs... Red DEVIL Painting AND Drywall Tools... And of course... Cadillac Coupe DEVILLEs... Heh.

As for your partner, well, if having a first name that RHYMES with Midol doesn't get him an IMMEDIATE contract with the pain-killer circuit, he'll net the account for SURE after I give him a headache THIS BIG... I know, you're probably saying 'Gee, how can I sssell productsss with thisss lispth?'... Well, easy... Let's do the math...

FADE+FADE's TEETH=LISP.
FADE+Bobo's BOOT=NO LISP...

You don't need to be an algebra whiz to know what value changes with judicious application of Bobo's Boot... How are you going to stain the cliffs of the Dark Lords prison anyway? I'm not IN prison anymore... Get with the program... If I wanted you to paint my walls, I'd just rip the top of your head off and cram a paintbrush in your SKULL, but basic black is so... TACKY. Sure, the art fags and greasers think it's still cool to dress in black all the time, but that's just so the dirt doesn't show... Can't be bothered with pesky SOCIETAL REQUIREMENTS like SHOWERS and LAUNDRY when you're so busy being COOL, eh? That's okay, Fad... If you don't want to do the Dial commercial, you don't have to... Heh.

Now, seems AzmoDIES has some silly idea that I'm going to have this pissant luchadore be a TEMP Dark Star, eh? What would that prove? That I'm as stupid as YOU for letting some ninety-two pound weakling be my partner? As if. If you want a Dark Star match, goofball, you'll have one... Three on Three... You, Fad, and Goofis against GC, Caster and ME...  That is, if your new buddies have the STONES to go down in flames WITH YOU...

Think of it as me helping you see who your friends are....

You're welcome... See you SOON.