GAME: Wrestling Scenes from a Hat

**big_bluto** · 06-22-2004, 08:23 AM

Test returns to Raw with a slightly-changed version of Bohemian Rhapsody:

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a live show-
No escape to reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
A flying lucha, he's gonna land on me-
Because I�m easy come, easy go,
Beaten high, beaten low,
Anyway the job's go, doesn�t really matter to me,
Jobbee...

McMahon, just jobbed again,
Got a leg-dropped on my head,
I rolled over, pinned again,
McMahon, when will my turn come?
But now I�ve gone and got injured again-
Hardy ooo,
Didn�t mean to make you fly-
If I�m not back again this time tomorrow-
Get your drugs, from D'Von, as it doesn't really matter-

Too late, my time has gone,
Get tremors down my spine-
Body�s aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody - I�ve got to go-
Gotta leave Live RAW behind, and face the truth-
I SUCK ooo-
I don�t want to cry,
I sometimes wish I�d never had to job at all-

I see a little silhouette of a jobber
Strawberry mousse, strawberry mousse,
Can you do the pump handle?
Scott Steiner fighting, very un-frightening,

Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Let me job.

Mister Bischoff has a jobbing put aside for me,
for me......
for me.......

But I�m just a hoss, and nobody loves me-
He�s just a poor hoss from a poor family-
Spare him his job to this monstrosity-
Hairy come, Hairy go-, will you let me go-
A-Train! no-,we will not let you job-let him job-
Oh A-Train! we will not let you job-let him job
Oh A-Train! we will not let you job-let me job
Will not let you job-let me job
Will not let you job-let me job
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mr McMahon, Mr McMahon, mr McMahon let me job-
Mister Bischoff has a jobbing put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can slam me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can choke me and drop from on high-
Oh Stacy -show's your ass again, Stacy-
Just gotta get down -get me backstage for some beer -

Jobbing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Jobbing really matters-, jobbing really matters to me,

Where have all my testicles gone....

**Nowhere Man** · 06-22-2004, 12:21 PM

Wow. Bluto has written himself a masterpiece.

**Nowhere Man** · 06-22-2004, 12:23 PM

Scarlett O'Hara: Oh, but Rhett, don't go. Whatever will become of me?

Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn......Because I'm addicted to drugs and can't get an erection yet am somehow the father of your baby.

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06-22-2004, 08:23 AM	#1
big_bluto Triple A's a bitch Posts: 1,039	Test returns to Raw with a slightly-changed version of Bohemian Rhapsody: Is this the real life- Is this just fantasy- Caught in a live show- No escape to reality- Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see- A flying lucha, he's gonna land on me- Because I�m easy come, easy go, Beaten high, beaten low, Anyway the job's go, doesn�t really matter to me, Jobbee... McMahon, just jobbed again, Got a leg-dropped on my head, I rolled over, pinned again, McMahon, when will my turn come? But now I�ve gone and got injured again- Hardy ooo, Didn�t mean to make you fly- If I�m not back again this time tomorrow- Get your drugs, from D'Von, as it doesn't really matter- Too late, my time has gone, Get tremors down my spine- Body�s aching all the time, Goodbye everybody - I�ve got to go- Gotta leave Live RAW behind, and face the truth- I SUCK ooo- I don�t want to cry, I sometimes wish I�d never had to job at all- I see a little silhouette of a jobber Strawberry mousse, strawberry mousse, Can you do the pump handle? Scott Steiner fighting, very un-frightening, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Stacy Keibler, Let me job. Mister Bischoff has a jobbing put aside for me, for me...... for me....... But I�m just a hoss, and nobody loves me- He�s just a poor hoss from a poor family- Spare him his job to this monstrosity- Hairy come, Hairy go-, will you let me go- A-Train! no-,we will not let you job-let him job- Oh A-Train! we will not let you job-let him job Oh A-Train! we will not let you job-let me job Will not let you job-let me job Will not let you job-let me job No,no,no,no,no,no,no- Mr McMahon, Mr McMahon, mr McMahon let me job- Mister Bischoff has a jobbing put aside for me,for me,for me- So you think you can slam me and spit in my eye- So you think you can choke me and drop from on high- Oh Stacy -show's your ass again, Stacy- Just gotta get down -get me backstage for some beer - Jobbing really matters, Anyone can see, Jobbing really matters-, jobbing really matters to me, Where have all my testicles gone....

06-22-2004, 12:21 PM	#2
Nowhere Man Now. Here. Man. Posts: 8,370	Wow. Bluto has written himself a masterpiece.

06-22-2004, 12:23 PM	#3
Nowhere Man Now. Here. Man. Posts: 8,370	Scarlett O'Hara: Oh, but Rhett, don't go. Whatever will become of me? Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn......Because I'm addicted to drugs and can't get an erection yet am somehow the father of your baby.