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**Fryza** · 03-15-2004, 06:11 PM

You know it's bad when Satan gets nose bleed seats.

Cena: WHITE POWER!

This gimmick lasted VERY shortly.

The emotion so off the hook, Cena LIFTING Big Show, Satan in the nose bleed section, the ref doing some little jig, the crowd was on a HIGH! So high, that one member in the audience even turned Super Saiyan!

Using his balding monk powers, the ref broke ever bone in John's arm, and made the belt finish the left arm off. And through Cena's tears, all that could be heard was a faint, yet emphasized: "Panama..."

This is the new WMXX logo?! Oh..OH, they're just making a W, my bad.

Christian: You stole my hair.
Jericho: You stole my goatee.

Hunter watched in humour as the two tore each other apart. His plan to eliminate the Canadians by letting some keep long hair and the others have goatees was slowly, but surely, destroying their mutal bond.

Christian suddenly came to the realization that this was the WORST skating rink ever. Or was this the pony ride? Either way, it sucked worse than a Wookie versus jobber match.

Trish was understandably upset. She wanted to confess her love for Jericho, and he just HAD to go blind from a weird case of quick acting glaucoma. Stupid, indignant Jericho.

Ref: Oh man, oh boy. A quarter! My lucky day. And with cut backs, this gives me a DOLLAR for pay today! The wife is going to be so happy. Christian, Jericho, check this out, I found a quarte--OH MY GOD!

Trish: HA! Take that you backstabing bastard, rotten useless piece of worthless filth mother****ing bastard son of a whore mother...
Christian (Thinking): Trish has a hot ass...
Trish: ...shit sucking piece of worthless moronic...

Christian: Is that Satan up there?
Trish: I sure told him with those insults! HAHA! I am the MEAN HEEL!

Rock: Okay, mic, that's Flair there...but that doesn't sound like his "2001 Space Odyessy" theme...and who were those other two jabronis again?

The ref was a bit surprised. He'd been forced into one of Triple H's "push parties" before a few times, but this was the first time he'd seen one of those from Foley...

Batista on the other hand was coming to the notion he might not ever walk again.

Batista: You just killed Rock!? YOU'RE the one who's been killing everyone!
Ric: Wait, I can explain!
Batista: Try me, old man!
Ric: Rocky...Rocky speak! *covers mouth and talks* I am the Rock, I am alive. Flair is God..
Batista: Oh my Flair, I'm sorry I ever doubted you sir..

Rock: Okay, I've seen Rikishi do this a hundred times...I just fall on his chest..Wait...Hey Mick, is Rikishi still wrestling?!

Batista took the surprise moment to get a good gripping on Orton's backside. Unfortunately for Flair, though, Batista's arm and hand had much more reach than he thought.

03-15-2004, 06:11 PM	#3
Fryza Fthagn? Posts: 10,042	You know it's bad when Satan gets nose bleed seats. Cena: WHITE POWER! This gimmick lasted VERY shortly. The emotion so off the hook, Cena LIFTING Big Show, Satan in the nose bleed section, the ref doing some little jig, the crowd was on a HIGH! So high, that one member in the audience even turned Super Saiyan! Using his balding monk powers, the ref broke ever bone in John's arm, and made the belt finish the left arm off. And through Cena's tears, all that could be heard was a faint, yet emphasized: "Panama..." This is the new WMXX logo?! Oh..OH, they're just making a W, my bad. Christian: You stole my hair. Jericho: You stole my goatee. Hunter watched in humour as the two tore each other apart. His plan to eliminate the Canadians by letting some keep long hair and the others have goatees was slowly, but surely, destroying their mutal bond. Christian suddenly came to the realization that this was the WORST skating rink ever. Or was this the pony ride? Either way, it sucked worse than a Wookie versus jobber match. Trish was understandably upset. She wanted to confess her love for Jericho, and he just HAD to go blind from a weird case of quick acting glaucoma. Stupid, indignant Jericho. Ref: Oh man, oh boy. A quarter! My lucky day. And with cut backs, this gives me a DOLLAR for pay today! The wife is going to be so happy. Christian, Jericho, check this out, I found a quarte--OH MY GOD! Trish: HA! Take that you backstabing bastard, rotten useless piece of worthless filth mother***ing bastard son of a whore mother... Christian (Thinking): Trish has a hot ass... Trish: ...shit sucking piece of worthless moronic... Christian: Is that Satan up there? Trish: I sure told him with those insults! HAHA! I am the MEAN HEEL! Rock: Okay, mic, that's Flair there...but that doesn't sound like his "2001 Space Odyessy" theme...and who were those other two jabronis again? The ref was a bit surprised. He'd been forced into one of Triple H's "push parties" before a few times, but this was the first time he'd seen one of those from Foley... Batista on the other hand was coming to the notion he might not ever walk again. Batista: You just killed Rock!? YOU'RE the one who's been killing everyone! Ric: Wait, I can explain! Batista: Try me, old man! Ric: Rocky...Rocky speak! covers mouth and talks* I am the Rock, I am alive. Flair is God.. Batista: Oh my Flair, I'm sorry I ever doubted you sir.. Rock: Okay, I've seen Rikishi do this a hundred times...I just fall on his chest..Wait...Hey Mick, is Rikishi still wrestling?! Batista took the surprise moment to get a good gripping on Orton's backside. Unfortunately for Flair, though, Batista's arm and hand had much more reach than he thought.