I Will Prevail The camera pans in to a small trailer park in Oklahoma, the home of the rising starlet Tammy Lynn Foster. Tammy was seen in a pair of torn jeans and a v-neck t-shirt on outside of a large double wide trailer near the center of the park. She sat with a large man, both holding beers in their hands. “A celebratory beer for the wrasslin’ champeen.” Said the portly man. “I ain’t champ yet, Uncle Earl. But it will be a matter of time.” “Dat’s my niece.” Said the man. “In tha matter of one week, Ms. Charlotte you will understan why I am tha most dangerous women in jOlt. Dat title you have is mine, not yours.” Tammy said. Tammy took a swig of her beer and slammed the bottle on the table. “Breakdown it will finally come to fruition where dis young redneck from Oklahoma will be Starlet champeen. We will meet in the ring an after tha match is over… YOU WILL BLEED!!!” “I like tha sound of dat sweetie.” The man said