Imogulator's music

80's synth pop music plays as The Imogulator comes out, carrying his pushbike and a microphone

Imogulator: turn off that goddamn music. It Sounds like pacman on acid!

*the music stops*

The Imogulator walks down the ramp in complete silence, the crowd are also just as quiet.

He drops his bike and rolls into the ring.

Imogulator: SHUT UP!

*the audience remain silent*

Imogulator: Listen up Janitor, We've had our differences in the past, but I'm truly sick of being treated like a slave. A slave with awful music. Well that stops tonight!

I demand you change my entrance theme this instant. I'm going to put this microphone down, go outside - grab that dainty bike - which we'll talk about later, then I'm going to walk backstage to some brand new rocking music. Do I make myself clear? .... Thank you.

The Imogulator tosses the microphone out the ring and walks towards the ropes.

Suddenly Janitor's music plays. We can hear The Imogulator screaming in frustration as the GM appears at the top of the ramp...