This isn’t holding up talent…
Another week passes when the Show does not get his prematch snack.
Brock: God… I know we don’t talk much, but here me out… I miss Belty…. Oh man, I really miss Belty… The nights we had cookies and milk together, the people we buried, and all the other moments… if you could please reunite us, I promise to go to church every week… :tear: I miss Belty…
Now Stevie Richards is going after the refs on other shows!
Paul: Kurt, put on a shirt for God’s sake… You look like the love child of Steve Austin and A-Train.
This isn’t as bad as Bradshaw’s bronco buster last week.
Chavo Jr: No Eddie! Stay down here! You can’t be too elevated! I’ll be lonely!!!
Chavo Sr. could only look on… it’s been a while since he’s seen midget wrestling, with a midget ref.
Kurt: I hope you’re watching this, Earl! See! Eddie is NOT tapping, so I am NOT calling for the bell!
Belty: YOU NO GOOD NO TALENT HACK! I’LL BURRY YOU ALIVE YOU PIECE OF CRAP!!!
Chavo Jr: Eddie! Why must you be so mean???
Eddie: It’s NOT me!
Kurt works on his shadow puppets in mid match.
Kurt: Oh the power… oh GOD the power! It’s almost orgasmic… OH THE POWER!!!
Vince: Okay Kurt… you’re scaring me… now get out of my chair.
Kurt shows of his new WWE sneakers, regardless of the fact that there was still a match in the ring.
Maybe Triple H could spy on SmackDown unnoticed if he didn’t drive up to the ring.
Thing points out to the one with the higher IQ.
Woo-hoo! 300th post!