I'm standing there...watching Jenna...when out of the corner of my eye I see some fat ass half crazed fan wearing a beer and wings stained..."I Love You Jenna!" tee shirt.....the shirt was about three sizes too small as I can see his beer gut and belly button...and trust me......that site visual shouldn't even be on "Showtime At Night"...
...........And this FUCKER is running towards the ring and has all of a sudden DOVE UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND INTO THE RING!!!!
He takes a tumble .......and his too tiny tee shirt rides up on his fat fuck torso...revealing a set of the grossest man boobs I have ever seen.....I mean this guy had nipples the size of saucers!!......he slowly gets up his feet.....hands on his knees and bent over.....coughing and wheezing.......and he looks up and says to me in a loud voice....
"I think I'll just FUCK YOU UP MISSY!"
I place my hands on my hips.......and look at the guy...tilting my head....looking at him quizzically.....
I yelled over to him....."Hey You FAT FUCK!....what's your name?"
The guy yells back......."ummmmmmmm....DIlbert....yeah.....that's it......Dilbert.....YOU BITCH!!....YOU BETTER NOT HURT MY JENNA!"
I respond to Mr. Dilbert......."Ok Dil......START FUCKING ME THEN!"
"Oh and Dil?......"Try mixing in a salad once a while when you hit the drive thrus!"
He gives me this "go to hell look" (It sure wasn't a "come hither" look as it was accompanied by two middle fingers upraised to me)....and suddenly this Chris Farley look-a-like lowers his head and snarls like a wild bull and STARTS RUNNING AT ME!!!!!
I take a deep breath and scream out......BLACK BELT!!!!!!.......AIIIIEEEEEYYYAA!!!!!!
I twist my body from right to left and spin!!!.....and as I do....I step back and let the "Bull" charge just to about even with me and I time it and swing my long right leg up in a wide arc!....and catch the motherfucker right in the temple with the top of my right foot!!!.......CRACCCCKKKK!!!!!
The arena announcer gives us the play by play......"Michelle attempts the kick......IT'S GOOD!!!!!"
Dilbert drops like the stock market on bad economic data and falls face first onto the ring canvas!!!
OOOMMMPPPFFFF!!!! SPLATT!!!!!
The great security guards in this place (rolls my eyes) climb into the ring and handcuff the poor guy...who on closer inspection is none other than.......SAMSONI?

?? It takes four of the security guards to lift Sams up......and they put him on a stretcher after the on premise EMS guys administered some first aid.....and carry him out of the ring......
I turn and look back and Jenna and shrug........
"Ex boyfriend or something?"