It goes as expected

Lisa just puts her hands in her pockets and looks on with a smirk across her face. Boyscout takes heavy breaths and yells, “Let’s Go!”

The crowd cheers with him while he charges at her. Lisa just weaves out of his punch and knees him in the gut without ever taking her hands out of her pockets.

She starts to throw punches at Boyscout’s face and chest before kneeing him in the stomach.

“It looks like Lisa is doing The Roughneck.” Scot says while Lisa grabs Boyscout, takes off his hat and puts it before throwing him into the ropes.

She then sits on his back as he is stuck between the ropes and takes off his pants. Boyscout’s white, pasty ass is shown to the world as Lisa starts slap it hard leaving red marks on it. Lisa then gets up and gets her bottle of 40.

The referee tries to stop her but Lisa lunges at him.

“Don’t want to get in Lisa’s away, ref.” Debbie says, “Not with the 40 ounce.”

Lisa then pops the cap and spreads Boyscout’s ass cheeks and slide the bottle into his asshole and fucks him with it.

Boyscout cries out in pain as he feels the liquid going into him

Beat leans in, grabs his cheeks, and kisses him before hitting him across the forehead with some brass knuckles, knocking him out which the referee couldn’t see because Lisa was in the way.

“Oh, Come on! There was no need for that.” Scot says voicing for the booing crowd.

Crystal threw her boss a strapon as Lisa got up and catches it. She puts in as Boyscout, now drunk from the **** that went through his rectum and maybe concussed, had no clue about.