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Dustin "The Lone Star" Rhodes
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Date Posted: 01:48:05 01/27/02 Sun
*The music of Goldust fills the arena and slowly gold light emerses the area along with falling gold confetti. Slowly, the bizzar Goldust makes his way down the isle holding a small bag, his glamourus coat dragging the isle-way. He climbs the steps of the UWF ring and enters. He is given a mic and begins to speak.*
Goldust: I think I've been playing a character just a little bit too long. Look right dead into these flames, Vince McMahon, right now, right here, Goldust dies TONIGHT.
*Goldust takes off his jacket only to reveal he is not dressed in his normal attire, rather a regulare shirt and black jeans. He unzips the bag and takes out a cowboy hat, putting it on.*

Goldust: There is no more Goldust... there's only Dust "The Lone Star" Rhodes. And if you don't like it, I don't give a rats ass! You see, Goldust sucked... in more ways than one.
Dustin Rhodes: UCW... this is the pale horseman. He is the breeder of pain and suffering. Fear me you will, stop me, you can not.
*Rhodes leaves the ring, no music, no confetti, no Goldust.*
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