Hogan: WHAT?!
HBK: YEAH!!
HHH: BAH GAWD! Your chin ain't made out of cottage cheese... wait... yes it is, my bad.
Batista: Who ate my god damned HOT POCKET??!!
Edge: So anyway... I was finger banging Lita 5 minutes ago.
Benoit: Dude, I don't need a reinactment.
Guy on right: No...I'M a homo!
HBK, at this moment, suddenly remembers a time when he had enough stroke to not even have to put Bret Hart over.
It took so much out of Hogan to rip his shirt off that he suddenly lost all bowel control.
Don't Tell my heart, my achy breaky heart...
As Viscera was about to hook the leg for a pin, he suddenly jumped off of Kane in fright, as he remembered the night Kane and Lita were together.
Hassan had no choice in taking the big boot, but he wondered as he looked into the heavens, how he had so angered lord Triple H.
Hogan: Hey Shawn, you think we could be the knew Billy and Chuck?
HBK: Fuck, YEAH!
JR: Bah gawd... *cough* my blood type really... is..... Ragu...
Meh, that's all I got.