PILLS! PILLS! PILLS!

I've seen that opening segment a number of times. Really great stuff. The look on Heyman's face as he takes in the moment, just after smashing the cell phone over Cyrus' skull, it just amazing. How he conveys his disgust for "The Network" (the faction, but really, TNN itself), without saying a word, was good TV. It really was his last hurrah in his company. That entire segment was a great "ECW vs. The Network" moment.

I'm not like that.

I'm not just saying that because you're a black male.

Why can't you just blackmail me like any normal person would?

Just go back through your old posts for now. I already PWN3D this hussy who was complaining about folk landing on caskets and shit. And that's on the real. Naw, I was really nice about it.

I think that casuals/non-fans would be much more interested in that than chain-wrestling.

Goddamnit I wanna argue about how John Cena should be turnt heel to make me teh happee~!

I happened upon a 12" of the Decline I soundtrack ages ago, and I've always wanted to see the movie. I've never had any success in finding it.

I hope you gays are happy.

Same here. I jerked off in the hospital, three or four nights in a row with a heart monitor on, last spring. I had to keep an eye on my heart rate, lest a nurse come rushing in to make sure that I wasn't suffering from a tachycardia, and find something arousing on basic cable at the same time. The orgasms weren't even that good.

The only thing that prevented my grandmother from walking in on myself and my girlfriend, circa age 18, was a thin partisan in my basement room. Not a fun time. Not completely the same thing, but still worth telling, is the time that my girlfriend's mother saw my penis. Summer 2006 on her parents' houseboat I got really, really drunk. And after a day in the sun I would up burning my legs very badly. Seriously, the worst pain that I can remember in my life. But early in the morning, I woke up groggy and in need of urinating, so I slowly made my way from one end of the houseboat to the other, and into the bathroom, which was right across the bunkbed (where her mother and stepfather were sleeping). Standing up and taking a leak, I sleepily nodded off for a brief moment, which was just enough for the rocking boat and my aching legs to betray me. I fell backwards, cock-in-hand, crashing through (but not breaking) the weak bathroom door, striking my head on the frame of the bottom bunk (I was lucky that I didn't split my head open) and landing on the ground, with my feet still in the bathroom and the rest of my body on the outside. It took a moment for me to figure out what was going on, but, by that time, I was looking directly up at her mother, who was starting down at me, trying to figure out what had just happened. It hadn't occurred to me until it was too late that I was still holding my dick. Anyway, I tried my best to play it off, and ran back towards the bed, but before I could lie back down, I puked in my mouth. So, I got to rush back to the bathroom just so I could smuggle the vomit in mouth to the toilet without anybody knowing. That really set myself and my girlfriend's family back quite a bit. It took a long time for me to feel comfortable around them. Years.

Thirded.

It's been killing me...what is this from? I know I'm gonna kick myself once somebody tells me. Ray Combs at WrestleMania VIII.

I think that Puro and Indie sub-folders in the General section would be the best way to go. Keep 24/7 discussion in the WWE folder, though.

Producer: "I need for this video to be just a little more faggy." Director: "Well, we can litter it with rainbows and flying doves." Producer: "Okay, but I want a lot of rainbows. I mean a lot. And a whole shitload of doves." Director: "I'm on it."

So it's your fault. You owe The Sarge big time for this.

Was he on payroll? I mean, if you're under a developmental contract but cannot work, do you get a downside guarantee?

Ooh devilish, ooh devilish...

I don't think that anybody has suggested that Austin shouldn't have won.

No he's not.

Mars. They have the peanut butter M&M's, therefore, they have my vote.

What you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul. No, that was not a good time to bust out that quote. Also, your youtube video no longer works. ...what? I was talking about you predicting Owen would win even though you thought Austin would win. Either that, or the Nation being in the Rumble at the same time at one point. Bob didn't say those things. And neither were idiotic or incoherent.

He'll always be Vincent Ludwig to me.

Technically Steve Austin did that in 1999... I know, I know... Hunter came very close in 2006.