Lane Hartley vs. Chet Chastain (Poker Night)While the rats away, Chastain will play! Return to the red curtained wrestling nethersphere, where a certain rat pack seems to be the only true symbol of prestige worth fighting for and we do mean fight. Chet Chastain thinks hes pretty hot shit, helping himself to the rat packs supply of beverages and entertainment, until Lane Hartley returns unexpectedly to hurl the golden boy into the ring, with a very special message for the young and dumb. Watch

while Vachon is resistant to fight

testicle twisting

I show off some of my impressive wrestling arsenal on offense

cries out in pain

In comes The Menace

and repeated chest mauling is in store for the sad sidekick

Slade cups the hunk’s balls

There Steel Boy explores his own dark fantasies

and tossing Chastain around the room like a pillow

Barnes grabs a headscissor briefly before Burke powerlifts him from sitting into a dominating over-the-knee backbreaker

“All you fuckin’ body builders think they’re better than me

But when these hard-bodied brawlers collide in the weight room