[FourFifty]

Jericho just had to run off and cry like a little girl after Kane told him that Dashboard Confessional is better than Fozzy.


As Matt Hardy, Kanyon, Kane, Sean O’Haire, Max Mini, Shane O’Mac, Rico, and Ric Flair lined up against a wall, with a stumped writing staff, Eric takes control of the Lita pregnancy story line, and who the father is.
“Bubble gum, bubble gum, in a dish, how many pieces do you wish?”


Sensing that Hunter was right behind him, Jericho just assumed the position to be screwed.


Jericho: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Batista: But I will be a great technical wrestler one day!
Jericho: Hey, Dave, Wristlock!
Batista: Sorry, I don’t wear my wristlock with my wrestling attire, even if it would help me keep time.
Jericho: Ha ha ha ha ha! Dude, I’m about to piss my pants, laughing!!!


Sha na na,
Sha na na,
Hey hey hey,
Good Bye!
(and thus, Raw’s credibility left)


Edge’s new alcoholic gimmick started as he ordered a beer from Rhyno right before the match.


Moment earlier
Fan: Hey Edge, why is a nazi holding the SmackDown title?
Edge: *faints*


Randy: Why, what big eyes you have!
Edge: The better to watch My Little Ponys with!


To solidify his heel status, Randy takes Edge and hits the ref with him.


Edge: And next time you’ll think twice before insulting Dexter’s Lab!


JR: BAH GAWD STUNNER!
King:


Wanna get Randy to knock out everyone in the ring?
Just scream: “CONFESSIONS OF A TEENAGE DRAMA QUEEN SUCKS!!!”


Edge: Hey Randy, betcha can’t count to five!
Randy: You’re on! 1-2-3-*bell rings* 4…. No! Not fair! The bell distracted me!


“And after a match like that my hair is still touchably soft! Thanks Redken hair products!”



After half a bag of oreo cookies, Randy realized that he didn’t have any milk.