Hey Paul, what's that on your shirt? GOTCHA! HAHAHA.
The ref can't resist the urge to assist in 3-Ding Rey.
Let's go kick Michael Cole's ass.
He had no choice since he was in a headlock but to cast a headshrinking spell.
Paul Heyman renacts a scene from the Devil's Advocate and will rule the world if Kurt Angle and Dawn spawn the Antichrist.
The T-1000 strikes again as Dawn's boob grows a metal weapon and stabs Cena, stopping him in his tracks.
Rey swears he didn't sh** on this guy's head.
The ref looks on nervously while trying to feed the spidermonkies.
Cousin It interferes, proclaiming that the Cruiserweight title is rightfully his.
Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly far, far, far away from here...
Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly far, far, far away from here...
The two headed giant struggled with racism.