Copenhagen airport, two men are seen looking at an automatic door sliding from side to side, their heads tilted in amazement. The camera moves closer to see them as SCW's part time wrestlers, Narly and Radical, The Surf Boys. The duo are dressed in usual Bermuda shorts and bright colored shirts, along with their surf boards under their arms. The two watch people walking through the door, watching it close behind them.
Narly: I just don't know how we do it dude of all dudes.
Radical bobs his head in agreement.
Radical: Sha, it's like this door is totes smaller than the ones in like Americaland.
Narly scratches his head and looks down at his surf board.
Narly: What if I try really hard to like, so run at the door and the speed will totes put me through the door with the surf board.
Radical: Like sha dude! That would like rawk! Why didn't I totes think of that?
Narly holds his surf board long ways across his chest, a determined look on his face as he looks towards the freedom of the outside world.
Narly: I can so do this!
Radical: Do it dude!
Narly charges towards the door, but uh uh... CRASH! The helpless Surf Boy crashes in to the door, because the surf board is being held length wise. Narly lands in a heap on the floor.
Narly: Wipeout!
Radical reaches down and lifts his partner to his feet, holding him up as Narly rubs his own behind. Narly slowly shakes his head.
Narly: I totes thought that was going to work!
Radical: Me too dude!
Radical looks at the situation, scratching his head.
Radical: How did we do this before?
Narly: It's cause like Americaland has bigger doors and we can so get the boards through the bigger doors.
Radical: Why does Americaland have bigger doors dude?
Narly rubs his chin, as if to think. He clicks his finger and grins.
Narly: I got it!
Radical: Dude, you didn't get it from me!
Narly: No, I mean I know why Americaland has bigger doors!
Radical: Why dude of all dudes?
Narly: Because there's totes more people there, so they like need bigger doors so all the people can get through at once.
Radical: That's Narly.
Narly: No, I'm Narly.
Radical: Yeah you are!
The two men attempt to high five, but manage to miss and hit each other in the head. Both stumble backwards slightly.
Narly: That was so not Radical.
Radical: Because I'm Radical!
Narly: Yeah you are!
Both men attempt a second high five but like the first, both miss their targets of each others hands and crash in to each others head.
Radical: We have gotta learn to high five properly dude.
Narly: Sha! we so do!
Radical bops his head in agreement with his partner.
Radical: But first, we so need to get out of this building cause we have a match in SCW on Sunday.
Narly: We do?
Narly's face turns to utter confusion.
Narly: I thought we was here because this place is like one of the hottest places in the world, with awesome big waves and bikini babes, and ice cream and all kinds of things that rawk!
Radical: No way!
Narly: Way! Like so hot, you can like do a BBQ on the sidewalk and all kinds of cool stuff.
Radical: That.... is.... awesome.
Narly: Sha!
Radical: So if we're like here for the heat, and the water, and bikini babes and the ice cream, why did Christian Underpants call me and say like ummm Radical dude, you and the narly Narly need to be here.
Narly: Underpants rocks!
Radical: Yeah he does!
The two try another high five, but like the first two, hands meet foreheads again. Both men blink their eyes quickly.
Radical: Total face plant!
Narly: But Underpants is still like awesome, so also, he called me my name twice.
Radical's face changes to sadness.
Radical: He only called me my name once, that's so not cool.
Narly: Totally bogus dude, but maybe he has a dressing room with your name on it twice, cause he does rawk like that.
Radical: Sha! You could so be right.
Narly: So like, who are we wrestling?
Radical: These two dudes called Adam Stone and Joey Harris.
Narly: Never heard of them but if they're wrestlers, they like have to be big and mean and tough.
Radical: Sha
Narly: So we need a game plan, but first, we need to get out of here. Now today is Thursday, which means we have six days till the show!
Radical: Dude, your math is way off, we have five days till the show.
Narly: My bad dude.
Radical: What if we both like run at the door and try to crash through it at the same time, and maybe one of us can get out and like find someone to help us.
Narly: Sha! Great idea.
Both Narly and Radical grip their surf boards under the arms and runs for the same door, Narly in front of Radical. Narly trips over his feet, the surf board flying out of his arms and through the automatic door. Radical trips over Narly, flying through the air with his board underneath him.
Radical: AIR SURF!
Radical crashes through the door, as Narly slides out, both men landing in a pile of snow outside the front of the airport!
Narly: That... was.... awesome!
Radical: Totes!
Narly and Radical both stand up, brushing the snow off them. Narly looks down at the floor, picking up a handful of snow.
Narly: I don't think we're gonna be BBQing on this sidewalk dude.
Radical: Total bummer.
Narly: Still, we have the wrestling thing we can do!
Radical: Sha! Who knows, we might totes win this one.
Narly nods his head up and down as the camera turns to black.
