Proof that Ric Flair is working under the table.
The Cat possesses D'Von before he can aid Buh Buh.
PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AI'A, IF YOU'S A TRUE PLAYA
Maybe if I tape up my ribs and sell, I will look like The Rock.
*Giggle* You naughty boy.. I meant the *kitchen* table!
If I punch you, it will say EFIL DROW. *Rolls the dice to see if he hits*
Rey Counters the headlock by putting Noble in a knee-lock.
Massssssssssster! Look what Smeagol findssssssss! *Insane giggling*
Please, all I've got is 17 bucks.
Eddie: I am going to keel you.
Chavo: Eddie, this is just an angle... It's not real...
Eddie: You turn my own blood against me holmes!
Chavo: ...
Eddie: You are going to die, hombre... I am too queeeeeeeck for you...
Chavo: I'm just pretending to lie here dude, I can see you..
Eddie: You.. my own brother.. HOW COULD YOU DO THEES TO ME?
Chavo Sr.: Eddie! WTF! You told me this was fake!
Eddie: I am going to reep your tie off... ANDPUTITWHEREYOURHEARTUSEDTOBE, holmes!
Ref: Eddie... you killed Chavo.
Eddie: *Sigh* It had to be done...
Ref: ...Dude, this was an angle.
Eddie: ...Oh.
Brock: Hahaha, I can't believe they booked me against Crash Holly.
Hardcore: ...**** you...
Brock: Omfg dude, hahahaha. I am so watching this when I get to my room.
Hardcore: ...*Sigh*
Shawn: *Donald Duck voice* Don't move - I'll go get you a towel.
Shawn: KICK ME IN THE JIMMY!
JR: STUNNER! AUSTIN HIT THE STUNNER ON THE GAME, BUT THE REF IS DOWN!
Tazz: ...WTF?
Hebner's soul is released as Shang Tseung becomes frustrated.
HHH: Shawn, you should have just kept your head up my ass.
Shawn: Ok, put it back on.
Brains... Braaaaaaaaaains...
Hunter: Maybe if we add in a couple more spots where we both lay down for 9 seconds, our match will get more time.
Heyman: Now let's find out who HE REALLY is!
Should I help Rhyno, or should I give this guy a Standing Reverse Bronco Buster?
Booker T: Assume the position, sucka.
HA-DAH, HA-DAH, HA-DAH, HA-DAH... ha-dah... AHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
BA-BANG!
F*ck this. I am making another karate kid movie.
Goldberg: NAHGAHSELIT.
Brock: ..?
Goldberg: NAHGAHFUGAHSELIT!
Brock: (Thinking, "Is this the dude from Waterboy?")
Trish: OH! OH GOD YES! OH!
Oops, almost dropkicked the floor.
JR: WHAT A DDT BY THE ROCK!
Cole: *Slams down his headphones*
HAHAHAHA! F*CK YOU HEYMAN! I DID IT! I REALLY *WILL* JOB TO HHH!