Flair's knees problems were getting worse, and he now needed Benjamin's help to bend his knees.
Flair had a lot of taste, and this "Shelton Benjamin" Gargoyle would be a great addition to his appartment.
This was the ref's first time at producing a porno, and his actors needed some help.
Ref: No Tajiri, you have to be facing him to do a 69!
Oh well, Tajiri may not have the right technique, but Coach was enjoying this anyway.
Tajiri was impressed. The Coach was doing push-ups ON HIS HANDs, without support.
Tajiri was mystified. Having found the formula for eternal youth, Flair was now making run ins left and right again.
"That's great" Coach thought. "Now that he's young again, I can have **** matches at any time."
Pastel is all the rage this season, and Christian wasn't pleased that Jericho tried to one-up him.
Trish: "Hmmm...That looks good, but we'll need to change the wrist tape color to make it totally match."
Since Trish was stuck with her limbs straightened, Jericho had to help her to the back.
Maxx Orbisson wasn't pleased at all. "These Ass**** Twins sure changed a lot since the first movie."
This yoga position wasn't comfortable at all, even though Lita could finally focus all that energy.
Lita was ferocious when shopping, and she wasn't about to let Victoria have the
last red shirt.
Ref: "That's it baby. Now you take her while she's sleeping. Viewers will LOVE it, I'm telling you."
The Ding Dongs were a flop, but the "Gong Pounders" were not that much better.
Sure, Foley was suffering, but Orton wasn't going to let Foley be humiliated by Rhyno, who left a surprise on the baseball bat.
Unfortunately, Orton pulled too much and it was now his turn to be made fun of.
Chef Boyardee didn't want him back, so now Foley had to do some publicity for a third rate Barbecue company.
Orton bought too much balloons at the fair, and Foley tried to keep him grounded to the best of his strenght.
Orton took the art of body piercing a little too far, but dammit, he was going to appear in the Guiness record book.
Ref: "Okay guys, that's the key scene. Foley, you lost Orton for a long time and this is your first night back together. JUMP ON HIM."
Orton was completely ehausted, and Batista was impressed that Randy could sustain suck a "performance" by Foley.
Eugene could not quite recapture the magic of Jimmy Hart & The Rougeau Brothers. Anyway, he didn't have any megaphone.
A ref with ADD was not a good idea for a match so important.
Ref: 1,2...Are these ants red or black?
Sure, the ref was paying a lot, but now way Kane was going to stick something THAT big in him.
His hair were now out of control...he couldn't stop screaming...Slowly, Edge was turning into the Ultimate Warrior.
Kane was so bad of a wrestler that Edge had to show him mid-match how to execute a chokeslam.
Ref: All right Benoit...GO FOR IT.
HHH: Well, I prefer the other way around, usually.
Ref: Dammit, I said do it!
Benoit had strange ways of showing his apreciation...Had he knew sooner, no way HBK would have played out that "hand" scene with Benoit.
The ref was becoming mad when his actors couldn't follow his directions, but HBK had no idea what a "Inverted Semi Leg Crossed Penetration" was, and Benoit was feeling the pain from the inexperience of Shawn.
Benoit had to be restrained since he wanted to get out of his contract for the next scene, which was titled "Thugging' and bangin'".
Triple H had lost the belt a month sooner. He now had to give a human sacrifice to his God in a last effort.
Benoit was convincing HHH that this catapult was without importance.
HHH: Wait a minute, didn't I lose to some other guy that way two weeks ago?
The ref ordered a change of position, but Benoit couldn't do it better than Michaels.
Ref: Forget it. That movie won't draw a nickel anyway.
Benoit took off his big gold belt, making his pants fall down in the process.
Ref: Impressive.
Sorry, I had a filthy mind today.