In a relatively empty room, "Guttertrash" Greg Adkins has a roll of toilet paper in hand. 

Adkins: I'm not sure that I quite understand the concept. I'm supposed to tag up with this guy that was with my mom while she was in her whoring phase and we're taking on Anthony Caffrey and Radu Matei? The sheer madness of the concept is mind boggling!

A woman's voice answers him. 

Woman: The way I understand it, isn't your mom still in her whoring phase? I mean didn't TMZ report that Rat Bastard was with your mom as little as last week?

Greg just shrugs with a chuckle. 

Adkins: The way I hear it, mom has been nesting. Rat Bastard could be my tag team partner and step-father if she has her way about things. 

Woman: How do you feel about that? You think that Florence could become Florence...whatever Rat Bastard's real last name is instead of Livingston? 

Greg chuckles as he unspools the toilet paper around something that we can't quite see. 

Adkins: For just a casual fan of mine, you're awfully educated on who I am and what my family is. 

Woman: I'm an educated fan. Besides, I'm letting you do this to me so I would think that I count as a supermegaultrafan. 

Greg just laughs as he continues to walk while unspooling the toilet paper. 

Adkins: I guess that you have a point there. So, what am I going to do about Caffrey and Matei? Caffrey, the former X*Crown champion and Matei, the former SWAT World champion. Both are extremely talented. Matei, you have to damn near kill him to defeat him. I would be better off focusing on Caffrey, whom Death Trap managed to defeat. 

Woman: I heard that Caffrey was having an off week that week. It was a fluke that Death Trap won. 

Adkins: And then Rat Bastard defeated Caffrey. I'm just saying that the Wrestling Emperor isn't as invincible as he thinks that he is. 

Woman: No one knows how exactly that Rat Bastard defeated Anthony Caffrey. That's going to be one of the great mysteries of the year. Twenty-twenty gave us the Coronavirus and Rat Bastard a win over Anthony Caffrey. 

Adkins: Hopefully twnty-twenty can give us another win over Caffrey and Matei. It would give us a lot of momentum going into the End of Days tag team tournament.  

Woman: That it would. What's going to be your battle plan since you think that you're going to focus on Caffrey? 

Greg gets to the end of the roll of toilet paper. He tosses the empty spool to the side and grabs another one from a nearby table covered in rolls of toilet paper. He starts the roll and begins to walk again. 

Adkins: I guess that I should work on Caffrey's wrists to disable him from applying his ankle lock. No ankle lock, no finishing hold. 

Woman: You know that he also has an elbow strike that he uses as a finisher? The Process? 

Greg shrugs as he continues to walk. 

Adkins: I'm not sure how I would stop the Process. Maybe take out his shoulder? Shoulder and wrist. If he can't lift his arm, he can't apply an ankle lock or strike with his elbow. You think? 

Woman: I think that sounds like a sound strategy. You sure that you're drunk? This sounds like sober Greg talking. 

Adkins: Drunk? I've only had a fifth of whiskey today. It's a light drinking day since I thought I needed to be sober to walk around you for all this time without keeling over. 

Woman: Makes sense I suppose. What about Radu Matei? 

Adkins: I'll...I don't know. Rat Bastard has to do something in this match. Doesn't he? 

Woman: Heh. I guess that he does have to do something. Something other than your mom that is. I thought you both were going to do this to me? 

Adkins: I guess that doing my mom was more important than that of a team activity. Rat really sucks, you know. 

Woman: Yeah, your mom knows. 

Greg stops walking for a moment, the toilet paper roll half gone. He sighs. 

Adkins: Why do I put up with you? 

Woman: Who else would let you do this to me? 

Adkins: I could pay any ten dollar whore to let me do this to her. 

Woman: You'd pay ten bucks? You only offered me a lousy t-shirt! 

Adkins: A t-shirt with me on it. As a supermegaultafan, that should be reward enough. Oh and the fact that I did spunk in the shirt. 

Woman: A Greg Adkins tshirt with Greg Adkins baby gravy? Totally worth whatever you wanna do with me! 

Greg Adkins finishes walking around, tossing the empty spool of toilet paper across the room. He puts his hands on his hips with a smile. 

The camera view backs up to take in more of the room. We can see Greg Adkins standing by what appears to be a woman wrapped from her toes to her neck in toilet paper. Is she naked underneath the toilet paper? No one knows, except for Greg and the woman in question. 

Woman: I think you're going to go far, Greg. You and your daddy/step-daddy, Rat Bastard. 

Adkins: That bastard is NOT my daddy and he is not going to be my step-daddy. I'm going to call mom. 

Greg gets out his cell phone and brings up his contact list until he finds his mom. He calls and waits for her to answer. 

Adkins: Mom! Tell me you ain't with Rat Bastard right now! Ok, but doing so would be a what? A lie? Oh. You're not going to marry him right? He's not my real daddy. Right? Come on, mom! Tell me something! So, you think he's just a fuck? Oh thank god! Love you, mommy! 

Woman: She's lying to you. A woman can tell. She's hoping to trap Rat Bastard and get in on some of that money from the wrestling life since he's more successful than you. I mean, no offense and shit. I still love you, man. 

Adkins: None taken. Now that I've teepee'd you. Now what? 

Woman: Wanna have sex? 

Adkins: You know it. Let's just…

Greg reaches to the camera and shuts it off.