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Crashnburn: "Whoa! You're Rhyno!"
Rhyno: "Yeah, how you doing?"
Crashnburn: "I'm good, man. I have been one of your biggest fans ever since ECW."
Rhyno: "Oh yeah? Well, hey, I really appreciate that."
Crashnburn: "Yeah, man, I use to love to see you work in ECW. Too bad ever since you went to WWE you've just been a giant pussy."
Rhyno: ".....what?"
Crashnburn: "Well, c'mon, you haven't exactly been as exciting as you use to be..."
(Rhyno face twists into a face of anger.)
Crashnburn: "...and how long has it been since you have had serious gold around your waist? You've been buried so far down that fans have to use a shovel just see one of your matches."
(Before Crashnburn can even say another word Rhyno Gores him, gets up and begins to walk away.)
Crashnburn: (Getting up and dusting himself off.) "What the hell was that? This is exactly what I'm talking about. Your Gore doesn't even have the impact that it once did."
(Rhyno's face now twists into one of homicidal rage. He spins around and Gores Crashnburn harder than any one else he has ever gored. Suddenly Paul Heyman appears out of no where)
Heyman: "GOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRE!!!!!"
(Three weeks later Rhyno's cell phone rings)
Rhyno: "Hello?"
Operator: "Is this the WWE superstar Rhyno?"
Rhyno: "Yes it is."
Operator: "We have a collect call for you from someone at Our Angel of Mercy Hospital who just awoke from a coma. He asked for you as soon as he was awake. Will you accept the charges?"
Rhyno: "Uh... yeah I guess."
Crashnburn: "YOU CALL THAT A GORE?!?"
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