The fans had their doubts that he could do it, but Booker came through on his pre-match guarantee that he could Alabamaslam Mark Henry.
Seeing how that racist Wrestling God Triple H couldn't tell them apart anyway, he merely merged Booker T and Mark Henry into one big depushed African-American blob.
Now entering the ring, the WWE/McDonald's Cross-Promotion Tag Team Champions of the Wooooooooorld...Stacy Keibler...and the Blue Fry Guy!
STACY: Mick, does it feel drafty in here?
Sure, he was a cocky heel, but the crowd always got a kick out of Randy Orton's Sammy Davis Jr. impression.
Officials tried to keep the crowd calm as the rabid zebra got in the ring and began devouring equipment.
RVD: I am not the pothead you're looking for.
ORTON: You are not the pothead I'm looking for.
RVD: Move along.
ORTON: Move along.
Okay, so the Sammy Davis impression was good, but the crowd just went nuts when Orton pulled out his WWE action figure impression.
Flair reacts to the referee's pants slipping. In a related story, look for Lance Storm's "ref hater" gimmick to begin tonight on RAW.
RVD shockingly turned heel by giving the old "moose antlers and nyah nyah nyah" taunt to the crowd.
Orton was happy about the win and all, but...he REALLY had to go!
Link had done it. By putting the Intercontinental Crystal in the Orton Statue's hands, he could now access the Tower of the Gods.
Orton put the belt on a little too vigorously and found out, to his horror, that it was filled with grape jam.
REF: Hey! A cammer!
Y2J: Can you believe they gave us the redneck ref again?
REF: Hey! Take mah pitcher! Ma, look! It's a cammer!
TRISH: Stop calling me "Ma."
The cameraman knew he was screwed. No one had kicked out of Chris and Trish's Catapult Van Terminator yet.
As Christian celebrated a tag team victory and a fan held up a Mankind sign, Y2J was struck by an odd feeling. Was this 2003 or 2000?
Batista knew that, even though she was on SmackDown, Shaniqua was still looking for parts for her monster. Shawn Michaels' throat, though old, should do nicely...
DAVE: Maybe this will work...
Worst. German suplex. Ever.
Matt always lost the "Guess How Many Fingers The Fans are Holding Up" game.
The ref was pissed. He had just bought that superhero kite, and now it was all caught up on the top rope!
VAL: Lucky bastard.
LANCE: What?
VAL: You got a real girl, I got this stupid cardboard cut-out.
Cade tried the whole superglue prank thing, and this was the result. Stupid rookie...
Garrison Cade heard about the whole "steal people's body parts for Shaniqua's monster" thing, but failed to realize that she was still working on the upper body. Stupid rookie...
In a massive swerve, Test and Bubba Ray pooled their talents to take out the cornerpost.
Dr. Strangelove thought that working out would give him better control over that pesky arm. He was wrong.
DAVE: Let me get this right. I'm a freakin' monster who has feuded with Goldberg and Shawn Michaels, and my first taste of gold is teaming with this old fart?
GOLDBERG: Kuh uh Truh?
KANE: That's right. Kane and Triple H.
GOLDBERG: Ruh?
HHH: Yep, and the ref.
GOLDBERG: Wuh.
KANE: You have to learn to stop when you're ahead.
Bill was going to help his friend Booker. One way or the other, the Glass Ceiling was coming down TONIGHT.
Goldberg unveiled a shocking FOURTH move when he countered the chokeslam into a corkscrew tornado DDT...
...and promptly self-destructed.
KANE: Heh heh heh. Live long and prosper, motherf***er...
REF: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! You animals! Damn you! You gave him back the belt! Damn youuuuuuuuuu!
RIC: Trips, I don't know about this...
HHH: Do it, Ric!
RANDY: Are you sure about this? I don't think ripping your leg off and entering it in the Women's Division will go over too well.
HHH: Why the hell not?
DAVE: Well, your leg isn't a woman.
HHH: It doesn't have a penis, does it?
Beat
ALL: Good point.