Gene: Stop moving so I can hit you!
Kane: It's not my fau...
Gene: Don't even bother!
JR: King we're on air.
King: Puppies!
JR: Oh, so you know.
King: Huh? Know what? Oh my God! More puppies!
Regal doing his generous impression of Triple H.
Regal: HA! Try and counter a headlock chu... OW! My bloody fingers!
Triple H: Ok, who's next to crush? Richards? You're not invisible?
Richards: Nope.
Triple H: Ok, you'll do.
Richards: Crap.
Vince: When did I write the check for THAT to be implanted?
Blonde: You said you wanted something you could play with.
Vince: Yeah, but an X-Box?! Seriously, how will this even work?!
Blinded by Triple H's hold-down aura, Simon Dean pulls the streaker in front of him for protection.
Benoit: I got him ref! Give him his pills!
Edge: I don't want them.
Benoit: It's ok, they're just placeboes anyway.
O'Haire: He's not telling you anything you...
Benoit: Huh? Oh yeah, we're in the cage aren't we.
Edge: ...and as a treat for you all tonight, I'm going to let you re-live one of the great moments of my book.. The time I ate the microphone! 1, 2, GULP!
Jericho: Why are you smiling, Chris?
Benoit: Just the fact that there are 2 Canadians called Chris in the ring at once.
Jericho: Yeah, this is gonna bug the Hell outta Michaels.
Vince: No wonder I've been uncomfortable all day! I've been wearing 2 belts! *pulls off World Title* ahh, that's better!
Eric: I'm Slim Shady Yes I'm the Real Shady all you other Slim Shadys are just imatating...
Lita botches losing.
(I know I used that first time it was up, but I love it. One of my personal faves)