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Customer: Pardon me sir, but...
Scott Steiner: What do you want lady?
Customer: Well, um, the date on the milk says sell by May 2nd. Today's the 5th.
Scott Steiner: Yeah, so?
Customer: So??? So it's expired?
Scott Steiner: Hey lady, I don't care about the milk. I only care about my freaks and my peaks.
Customer: Your what? Young man, I want to speak with your manager.
Scott Steiner: My manager? (Momentarily confused) I never had a manager.. Uh, I mean, look sweetie, he ain't here right now.
Customer: Well I'm very dissatisfied. The milk's expired, and you're being very rude. Now I want to talk to....
Steiner picks her up and gives her a belly-to-belly suplex.
Scott Steiner: Take that ya bitch. Yeah, clean up. Aisle 5!
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