Sabu forgets to remove his pants before marking his territory.
Sabu: Hey! I'm trying to set up for Bingo here!
The preceding announcement was paid for by the committee to supply your own damn tablecloths.
Papa Shango's curse proves ineffective on the black man.
Astrada: What are you looking at?
Umaga: The cameraman has a boner!
Astrada: Lemme see... I didn't wanna see that!
Lashley: Somebody call my mommy.
Ernest Miller: It's "Momma," you idiot!
Budget cutbacks have forced WWE to hold the cage structure together with discarded straw wrappings.
Holly: I would no-sell this useless rookie... if I still had a spine. No, seriously, I think he broke it.
Again stuck for ideas, the WWE stages another "Steel Cage Hanging."
Umaga: Bastards! They locked the door! I'll never get in now!
Astrada: The referees can open it if...
Umaga: Well played, Lashley.
Astrada: Why don't you go back to not talking.
Lashley: Now let's see who you really are, mister.
Any man who can look at this and think of a caption is gay.
Any man who can look at this and think of a caption is either gay or a fag.
Any man who can look at this and think of a caption is legally dead.