Orton: "Mick! What the heck are you doing??? We have an angle to do!!!"
Mick: "Shhhhhhhh!!! I can hear the ocean! Ooooo.. relaxing..."
Jericho: *sniff sniff* Club sandwich with cheddar and Canadian bacon!"
Christian: *gasp* "HOW'D YOU KNOW???"
The debut of the Blue Man Group was yet another pathetic effort to dredge up sagging ratings.
Spike: "How ya doing... fatty? FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY! FATTY!!! FAT FAT FAT FATTY! FAT FATTY! FAT FATTY! FAT FATTY!!!!!"
As usual, Triple H no-sells even a bullet shot to the head.
Austin: "Take these elementary learning cards. They will teach you the system we call the alphabet, or what you call 'those squigglies that turns thems lines into words.'"
Lets take a moment and read each person's mind.
Benoit: "Excellent. With Michaels' friendship, there's no way Triple H can bury me!"
Michaels: "Oh look! Another Canadian I can screw over with his own submission move!"