Manners and revenge.

The scene opened up in what looked like a locker room, where Mick Foley sat on a steel chair, rubbing his scruffy beard with an open palm. The man's ruffly hair fell over his face and let out a sigh. He wore his classic smiley T-shirt and flannel vest, with black track pants and black wrestling boots... The sound of the door closing made him stand up. The camera panned out to show who had just entered into the locker room... Black sunglasses, shaved head, circled beard... BOOTS 2 ASSES sleeveless T-shirt, black track pants and white sneakers... Foley jumped from his seat.

The Rock: I talked to the board of directors...


Mick Foley: And?

The Rock shook his head.

The Rock: They think you are a liability... That thing with the shotgun two weeks ago... Didn't make them happy. They want you to clean up your act...

Mick Foley: Clean... Up... My... Act?

Foley's hand slowly reached for his scruffy beard. He went into the bathroom repeating those same three words, over and over again. Rocky walked behind Foley, standing in front of the door. He sighed and folded his arms, wondering what his less than stable teammate was up to... Michael Cole slowly crept into the scene as the camera panned out. He wore a gray suit and a light blue shirt with the collar popped.

The Rock: You ever heard of knocking? You can't just walk into the Rock's locker room like you own the place with your fake spray tan and your ugly silk shirt you got at Walmart Cole! Can't you see the Rock is focusing for a huge match he has coming up?

Michael gulped a little, he certainly had forgotten how the Rock loved to mock him during their interviews.

Michael Cole: Rock, that's the reason I am here for... I want to know...

The Rock: You want to know about the Rock's thoughts before heading into the tag team flaming tables match with Mick Foley against Rated RKO?

Michael Cole: Exactly!

The Rock: It is plain and simple Michael Cole! The Rock and Edge have a long story... It was Edge who denied the Rock the chance to go to WrestleMania when he eliminated me from the Rumble only to help his friend Orton win it. But The Rock never got to look at Edge eye to eye... Let alone shove his size 14 boot up his Rated-R candyass! The Rock came back at Fanniversary and what does he get? Another interference by Edge! Michael Cole, I honestly think the day the Rock and Edge go one on one to  settle everything once and for all might as well never come... Because instead of challenging the Rock to a one on one match, Edge decided it was better to bring Randy Orton along! Because he knows he would never... AND THE ROCK MEANS NEVER... BEAT ME by himself! Anyway, with or without Randy Orton... Tonight I will get my chance to get back at Edge for costing me my WrestleMania main event and a World Title reign! I would never change a shot at the World Title to put some idiot through a flaming table... But it would have to do for now!

Michael Cole: How do you feel about such a high caliber match aga...

The Rock cut the interviewer off with an open palm in front of his face.

The Rock: Are you asking The Rock -The most electrifying man in all entertainment!- if he is worried about having a flaming tables match with the sickest, most unstable hardcore legend the world has seen by his side and Raggedy Randy and Raggedy Edgy on the opposite corner?

Michael Cole: Well Rock... I...

The Rock cut Cole off again with his hand.

The Rock: It doesn't matter what you asked The Rock! The Rock is ready to walk out to the people's ring with one thing in his mind, one thing only... But given the date... The special occasion Christmas Eve of Destruction is... The Rock thought he'd deliver a special message full of joy and holiday spirit for The Rock's opponents tonight...

Rock reached out for a guitar and tuned it a bit... He perked an eyebrow at Michael Cole...

The Rock: Michael Cole how about being useful and acting as a mic stand for The Rock... As fruity as you are?
Rock began strumming on the guitar a few chords before he began singing a Christmas tune.

Dashing down the ramp...

People are chanting his name...

Rocky paused for the people to erupt in a "Rocky" chant.

King says "Here we go"

J.R says "Bah Gawd!"

The bell's gonna ring...

And it'd be time to electrify...

What fun it is to WHOOP SOME ASS!

Rocky gets revenge tonight!

Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells... Jingle all the way!
Oh, what fun it is to ROCK BOTTOM RATED RKO THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE TONIGHT!!!!!!!!

The crowd roared in approval for the Rock's version of jingle bells.

"Bad form!"

Said someone behind the rock... Having come out of the bathroom, and wearing a neat looking tuxedo was Mick Foley, who had his brown hair combed up neatly and gelled up, held in a ponytail, his beard was perfectly combed, with a pink bow adourning it too... He looked spotless! His hands were covered by fancy looking white gloves as he rubbed his chin.

The Rock: Mick Foley! What The hell is wrong with you?

Mick Foley: Mick? Please, I would rather if you refer to me by my full name... Michael Francis Foley Sr. 

Mick smiled and bowed before The Rock.

Mick Foley: The same goes to you Mr. Cole. By the way, I am terribly sorry about the misunderstanding a couple of weeks ago, you can have my word It will never happen again! Also Rock, given it is the holiday season... I highly doubt the parents association would like so many curse words to be used in a Christmas song.

The Rock: What the hell are you talking about?

Michale Cole: You know Michael Francis Foley Sr... I couldn't help it but to notice... There's something different about you...Mick Foley: The fact I took a shower today?

Michael Cole: What do you mean? You don't take showers everyday?

Mick Foley: Uhh... Yeah... That was a joke! However, you my friend are a very good observer. Given the circumstances that have revolved around our country for the past months, I had come to the conclusion that erratic behavior doesn't lead anywhere... Don't get me wrong... I am still going to hone my word of a man to my good friend The Rock, even if I need to POWERBOMB ORTON AND EDGE THROUGH A TABLE ON FLAMES FILLED WITH BARBED WIRE, SHATTERED GLASS, THUMBTACKS AND C4 THREE TIMES AND WATCH HOW THE BLOOD TRICKLES DOWN THEIR BODIES AND TACKY TATTOOS! THE WORLD WILL FINALLY RESPECT ME AND FEAR ME FOR... WE WILL GET REVENGE ON EDGE AND  RANDY ORTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Foley was panting, both Rock and Michael Cole stared at him.

Mick Foley: Oops... Won't ever happen again.

Michael looked at both men and sighed, before moving towards Foley.

Michael Cole: Mick...ael Francis Foley Sr. I was just asking your partner if you had any strategy for tonight...

The Rock leaned into the mic.

The Rock: Strategy? What is this? Some kind of battleship game? The Rock and Mick Foley go...

Mick Foley: You mean Michael Francis Sr., my dear fr...

The Rock: Shut up! The Rock will call you whatever the Rock pleases... As I was saying! We go Waaaaaay back! We were tagging before High Definition TV! We don't need to discuss anything because I know this disfunctional piece of monkey crap would not hesitate when it comes to planting his opponents with a double arm DDT through the table!

Mick Foley: I beg your pardon?

The Rock: Or even Piledriving them straight through that flaming wood! Because he has seen it all! He has seen barbed wire, he has seen C4, he had an ear snapped with the ring ropes... This man is a sadist, he feeds on blood, he becomes ruthless and relentless when he sees it... Trickling down his opponent's forehead!

Mick Foley: I am afraid you are mistaking me with someone else!

The Rock: Shut your mouth... And know your role Michael Francis Foley Sr. You are a hardcore legend! And I need you to be chewing thumbtacks instead of bubble gum! I want you to scratch your back with a kendo stick! I want you to have dinner on a flaming table!

Mick Foley: There! Was that too difficult? Calling me by my name? I appreciated Rock.

The Rock: Now you might think this fat butler wannabe standing by my side is the only experience in the team... But the Rock doesn't need experience! The Rock has never been on a flaming tables match, but the desire to watch Edge burn after a Rock Bottom through the table is just as good as hardcore experience! Besides, our opponents aren't used to having these type of matches either! The only time they see tables on flames is when the couple flame boys hit the club and hop on the table to do the cha-cha!

Mick Foley: For the record, and as much as I want to get my hand raised at the end of this sports entertainment spectacle... I don't second my partner in the use of foul language or the accusations of homosexuality to our opponents... Be a Star guys!

Mick smiled into the camera, Rock sighed and rubbed his forehead.

The Rock: Long story short... Santa would've come and given the Rock his presents and Rated RKO are getting put through flaming tables! The Rock's music will hit and he will walk up the ramp with a smile on his face, listening as the millions...

The crowd chanted "And Millions!"

The Rock: And millions of Rock's fans chant his name...

IF YOU SMEEEEEEEEELALALALALALALALALALALALLALALA

WHAT THE ROCK!

IS COOKIN'

The Rock raised the people's eyebrow as the camera closed up on his face, the scene slowly faded to black.