>>14125675>Somewhere in Texas Mark Calloway is sitting on his couch watching Peacock.>Hollywood Rock shows up at HIS SHOW trying to screw the son of Dusty Rhodes out of the title.>His neck veins starts to bulge and quiver>Michelle looks up from across the room>Little lap dogs start barking>"Mark, is everything...>Mark raises his arms and his eyes roll back into his skull>"Anail Natural, Dorthnei Diednei">The power to the whole block flickers and is cut.>A deep bass heavy funeral gong rattles the Dale Earnheart plates in the corner curio cabinet and Mark's WWE hall of fame ring begins spinning without explanation.>When the lights come back on Mark is gone from his spot on the davenport, with an indentation where his ass once sat.>Michelle gawks in amazement as she witnesses her husband appear on the television now seemingly live in Philadelphia hundreds of miles away...This is what WWE presented as reality tonight.
