After a long menacing rivalry between Dirty and Frankie5Aces, the two of them met in a press conference to discuss their future together in the music scene. A young woman in rectangular glasses and red hair stood up and said to Frankie5Aces: 
Thank you for the music. Thank you for the history. 

Frankie5Aces's reply shook the earth with fury and power...
He said...

Do I really deserve to be honored so?
and the answer is...
"Yes, of course i deserve it!"
After years of slaving for nothing in return, I carried on.
And for what? For what, dear friends and fans I ask you?
Now the day has come. A time of comeuppance that fate has ordained.
When I see you prancing around in your ridiculous tights, Dirty. Waving through the air like some modern-day Narcissus. When we meet in that squared circle, brother. Truth will snuff out the flame of deception when I bring you crashing down to the mat, brother. When I break your back, crack your neck, wring your limbs like wet towels, and snap you like so much kindling. 
Only then will my spirit be free, nay, the spirit of all men. For your tyranny shall end that day, my friend... my brother... my mentor. And know that my thanks will be laid across your grave, along with a wreath, that shall simply read...
"Defeat"

A woman with highlighted bangs and fancy shoes stands up and introduces herself as DJweekly's editor in chief, and asks what Dirty's response would be to such a statement made by Frankie5Aces...

He replies.

Well, you know, editor check, that's right! Hoo, yeah! B-Dirrty, 
Empty high school gymnasium, 
Sizzleweight Belt on the line! 
Hoo, yeah! That's right! That's correct! 
That's precisely what I'm talking about! I got the drive, I got the commotion! 
I can't believe it! Hoo, yeah! 
You can't resist the power of all the screamin' Dirtydudes and Dirtydudettes out there when I pin you to the ground for a count of three 
which is a legal way 
to win a match 
in this wrestling federation 
the last time I checked. 
Gonna drink your blood!
Then I'm gonna Rape your BLOOD!
Frankie-Five, whatchoo gonna did? 
When you get dirtied up? By the B-Dirrty!

Moon Rock