Vince: Hold on, hold on there, Bill. You've still got a couple of months to wait until Benoit's over enough for you to permenently injure.
Austin and Vince watch in amazement as Paul Heyman uses the E.T. glowing-finger to give Goldberg more talent.
Trish: Yeah, yeah, cleavage, whatever. Here ya go, perv.
The referee was too busy doing the Running Man to notice Molly applying the dreaded Argentinian Thumb Bite of Death.
Molly and Trish weren't too excited about their new gimmick, but "Master and Blaster 2K4" did surprisingly well.
*rep to the first guy to get this*
"So, ummm....just who the hell are we again?"
Earl: Okay, Earl, you can do it this time. Don't call for the bell, don't call for the bell, don't--
*calls for the bell*
Dammit!
Chris "The Human Lawn Chair" Benoit couldn't help but wonder if his new gimmick was some sort of punishment.
Once again, Benoit proves he has the most violent "Guess Who?" in all of wrestling.
HHH: "It's going to take a while to finish booking all of Raw around myself for the next six months. Eric! Go get me some coffee."
Eric: "Yes sir, Mr. Ryzin."
HHH: "What was that?!"
Eric: "Nothing, sir."
Chris wasn't sure which was worse: being buried by HHH, or watching him give the microphone a big sloppy kiss in the middle of his promos.
Chris: *sigh* Hey, macarena, macarena, macarena....
HBK: Faster, damn you! Faster!
Despite HHH's insistance that it would be awesome, Chris "The Human Red Carpet" Benoit just didn't get over.
HBK: Soooo, let's take a look at the card for Wrestlemania. Chris Benoit....Rob Van Dam.....Booker T...../tsk tsk* soemone get me an eraser!
HHH couldn't help but laugh when Benoit's jobbing gland kicked in. Apparently, it's a problem with most Canadians.
It became painfully obvious that Kane wasn't even trying anymore when he'd call for the beer guy in the middle of a match.
Kane was sort of embarassed. Helms COMPLETELY missed the flying Dragonrana that time!
As if Isaac Yankem or Diesel 2 wasn't bad enough, Glenn "Thinks the walls are closing in on him" Jacobs was the final nail in the coffin.
Mick bitch-slaps Steven Richards for interrupting his promo.
Mick: So what do you think of the new guys, Ric?
Ric: Are you kiddin' me? They've got me teaming up with this guy Batista, and he can barely pull off a single move!
Mick: Oh, man! That's Vince for ya.
Batista: Umm....I'm right here, guys.
Ric: Shut up, Randy. I'm talking with a grown-up here.
Batista: I'm not Randy. I'm Batista.
Ric:......oh.
Randy: Wow, Mick must've REALLY wanted those cheese curls!
Orton is suddenly possessed by the spirit of Austin and levels RVD with a Thesz Press. Many beers and middle fingers follow.
Not satisfied with being a "Legend Killer" solely in wrestling, Orton decides to go after legends in comedy too. Poor Whoopi never saw it coming.
Booker and RVD take the Dudleys' "Whazzup" headbutt to a whole new level.
In true Evolution-member fashion, Orton gets a crippling knee injury simply by being declared the winner.
Evolution would never be able to get over as a legit stable until they could get the tap dancing routine together.
Orton just didn't get it. Calling someone a homo wasn't really all that effective unless they were awake to hear it.