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>Be Mike Quackenbush.
>Scrounge desperately for anything of value outside WWE headquarters due to the downward spiral of his life's constant failures.
>Hear mumbling about a need for extra entrants in the Men's Rumble.
>Remembers that you share a mutual enemy.
>Knocks on door.
>"Mr. Helmsley, I was just going through your garbage and I couldn't help overhearing that you need an extra Rumble entrant! Of course, being a highly-skilled pro-wrestling mogul, my fee is 175,000 dollars in cash."
>"We pay eight bucks for the night, and you can take two icecream bars out of the freezer."
>"Three."
>"Two."
>"Okay, two. And I get to keep this old birdcage!"
>"Done."
>*strokes neckbeard* "Still got it!"
