Post by nostradumbass on Dec 30, 2006 2:56:50 GMT -5
That's why I kicked your leg out from under your leg because I have half the brain you do and at the in your hase, in your house pay per view it will be me and you for the world... heavyweight... championship.
I'd do like a drunken Jake Roberts -- use a python as a phallic symbol, followed by announcing the dropping of my pants. On my way out, I'd sexually harass overweight women in the audience with my pants still around my ankles.
I'd shoot in my new on-the-spot made up language, and thus a feud with Khali would be established.
The minute I get out of my tent my garden is covered with cement.
"On the Time Magazine internet balloting for Man of the Century, Ric Flair is now in third place trailing Jesus and Adolf Hitler. Raven is in ninth place." - The Wrestling Observer Newsletter: November 11, 1998.
Well, it'd be about how I don't know if Billy can afford to pay me to wrestle Ron. Then I'll proceed to complain about the fact I'm custom made is why my T-shirt is too tight, too. I'll yell how I'm pissed now, how I'd rather watch two old women slap mah ass, shout WOO! and dance all night long, whilst babbling a'la Great Khali until I come to notice the door's locked, too.