PILLS! PILLS! PILLS!

Good to see that Hunter is upset about getting screwed out of the World Heavyweight Championship.

I crack my knuckles and inadvertently scrape various eating utensils against my teeth all of the time. You guys would hate me.

I'm so making that thing and keeping it at my desk.

Eye contact.

Como se dice "I lol'd" en espanol?

Proof you have to earn it! Edge and Cena both deserve their positions with the company. I hope you are kidding, they both deserve to come back after long break and be champions just cold out of no where, not earning title shots or anything? Did I just stumble into Kayfabe World?

Proof you have to earn it! Edge and Cena both deserve their positions with the company.

I still think that Cena should have chased Jericho for another month or two. I guess they wanted this to be a big moment with Cena returning in his hometown to win the World Championship, but it doesn't seem like anything other than business as usual.

And, even then, the crowd made that part enjoyable.

Ahhh... that's the stuff right there!

I dislike having to constantly refresh. And my text is fuchsia.

Since when were the four-on-four years so bad? Beats all of the filler that you had to put up with in 1988.

Let's get wacky... Bruce McCulloch

How do you know? The story at least creates interest among WWE.com viewers, just see how we are speculating. So are dozens of others. So if it creates interest, why shouldn't it create additional buys? Unless they plan on layering the ongoing story, then, no. Speculating that one of your top stars might not make it to the show is not going to pad last minute purchases.

It is a work, and it will lead to zero additional PPV buys. Great job!

Take it back. Last Exit to Springfield is a gem.

Best pic so far.

GROUP A "Ring Of Fire" by Johnny Cash "Respect" by Aretha Franklin "Cupid" by Sam Cooke "Sunshine Of Your Love" by Cream "The House Of The Rising Sun" by the Animals "She Loves You" by The Beatles "I Heard it Through the Grapevine" by Marvin Gaye "Good Vibrations" by Beach Boys GROUP B "Eight Days A Week" by The Beatles "Hey Jude" by The Beatles "You Really Got Me" by The Kinks "Fortunate Son" by Creedence Clearwater Revival "A Day in the Life" by The Beatles "Stand By Me" by Ben E. King "Daydream Believer" by The Monkees "Brown Eyed Girl" by Van Morrison GROUP C "Space Oddity" by David Bowie "Can't Help Falling In Love" by Elvis Presley "Street Fighting Man" by The Rolling Stones "My Generation" by The Who "Purple Haze" by The Jimi Hendrix Experience "The Weight" by The Band "Heroin" by The Velvet Underground "God Only Knows" by The Beach Boys GROUP D "Venus in Furs" by The Velvet Underground "Tears of a Clown" by Smokey Robinson & the Miracles "Green Onions" by Booker T. and the MGs "Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan "Gimme Shelter" by Rolling Stones "Papa's Got a Brand New Bag" by James Brown "Norwegian Wood" by Beatles "What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong

No way. Oscar Bluth was worse.

I was wondering the same thing myself. Do we just make our last selection whenever we can?

I listen to this year round.

Time to come clean and admit that, a decade ago, a few good friends and myself had a little backyard wrestling thing for fun. Since there were so few of us, we had to play multiple characters. Themes to characters that I played: "The Message" (Nas) for Tony Zamboni, my Italian comedy wrestler. "I'm Afraid of Americans" (David Bowie/Trent Reznor) for Union Jack Kass, my drunken anti-American Brit guy. "El Phantasmo and the Chicken Run Blast-O-Rama (Remix)" (White Zombie) for Lou Skanon, our equivalent of hardcore underdog Tommy Dreamer. "Bogus Mayn" (Crucial Conflict) for Patient #2069. This guy was literally Eugene nearly a decade before Nick Dinsmore was saddled with the character. He was a patient in a psyche ward who was obsessed with wrestling and constantly did famous wrestler moves, catch phrases and poses. The only difference is that he wasn't retarded. "When Will They Shoot" (Ice Cube) for the Black Lobster, a 1/8 black guy from Maine who was over-the-top militant. "Lust for Life" (Iggy Pop) for Spartan, my smarmy main event heel.