The Amazing Rando

Eugene channels 1986 and the crowd LOVES IT ALL. That bridging pin was quite the odd finish too...didn't expect that.

Gail is voicing her storyline frustrations on TV... "I made the champ tap out, but YOU get TV time! Who do you think I am...Shelton Benjamin?"

It's such a special edition...it should be delivered to your house in a short bus. (That was horrible...forgive me)

GUMBY didn't get kicked out.... but I think his head was taken away. There is still a guy in all-green in that spot. But the LOUD BOOOOO~! and the chant was GOLD.

I'm more a fan of the Superior Stretch Beta ~ but I did use the Styles Clash into 'Leaf for a while (i think i might have gotten one win off it or something back in the day)

like I said. I really don't think to think about it. Back on this odd topic: Would you rather have your hair made of: a) rope b) ribbon c) lint

i'm not sure how you'd have sex with a four year old. and I really don't want to think about it.

I would kill 10 homeless people. Would you rather be the sole person responsible for nuclear winter, or have taxidermy done on yourself while you were still alive.

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Happy Birthday, WC~ Come back soon, dammit.

I am with Toxx in that Clark has the speed, but it's very much a defensive strategic thing more than an offensive pinball thing (though there are occasions when pinball-ism seems to help and fits in with the match. I have developed a grounded style because playing up a bit more psychology seems to help me make my matches flow a little better than spot, spot, spot, spot, spot (even though I do that all the time too)

SS 93 is one of my favorite SurSers ever, if nothing else but for the American Express vs. Foreign Legion match-up...and the awesome front cover of the VHS release.

my calculations seem to say it was bumped once, Kotz. Oddly enough, if people are asking for the pics...then your theory still holds true.

i thought he used pianos in both the entrance and exit... but they were different.

And now I pull the world back to a time when Kotz was Number One Board Heel... if just for a brief moment in history. Please, reflect on this thread, and cry at the bumpage. I'm such a bastard.

Did he not just say that 4/30 was going to be his last day with the company? i'm CERTAIN i heard that? did he somehow change his mind? what was he thinking... "sure...i'll get more tv time..." he must have been smoking what GMS brought with him.

A few people seem to forget that Ultimo isn't with the company anymore. I'd rather see a human head on a stick with the cruiserweight title right now. Anything is better than the "champ" they have now.

I would like Kane's original one (with the FOUR NOTES OF DOOM) and the right light everywhere. 3-Count. Yeah, I said it. I love the "lights out/lights on" entrance where the guy just appears in the ring. Mankind's original piano concerto entrance. Goldust. fucking-letterbox-awesome.

"You are a busty dragon who loves to corrupt hookers" perfect.

Nobody has mentioned the fucking Dream Sequence?! for shame. Hart Attack Clothesline -> Boston Crab/Legdrop -> Camel Clutch/Dropkick to face i believe that is correct.

The Wayward Son Tour Bus works its way across the country once more, this time on it’s way back to California and Smarkdown, which is only a few days away. The Sons sit across from each other, Alan tuning his guitar and Coy shining up his championship belt. Both seem preoccupied, but Alan is the first to realize the camera happens to be recording. “What do you want now?” Alan asks, and a mumbling from the camera’s operator is heard. “Oh, well of course we both have matches…two very important matches. I get my chance to regain the cruiserweight championship, and Coy gets to injure the Disciple just like he did to Todd Royal.” Alan smiles and Coy looks up from his belt. “Hey. I wasn’t trying to injure the guy, but he deserved it. It’s not my fault he has a weak neck.” “Well you know Landon has a pretty weak neck too. Always has. And I’m sure it’s still stinging a bit from Battleground.” “I’ll bet.” “It’s going to be a great night. Maddix needs taught a little wayward lesson. We would look pretty good holding gold around both our waists. I won’t get my chance for a few days, but I don’t see any of those guys as that big of a threat, except the champion himself.” “Yeah, Johnny doesn’t exactly give you good luck.” “Shut up. You can’t win them all.” “Yes I can.” “Fine, whatever. But walking into Smarkdown and having to get in the ring with Jacob Helmsley…that ought to be fun. And the other two guys, Luchador and Sly, I have never faced either of them.” “That’s going to be a good match right there.” “Why do you say that?” “It’s like the four year veteran against the four week veteran!” The two share a little laugh over the thought. “Yeah, exactly. But with a shot at that cruiserweight gold, I can’t make any mistakes. I won’t make any mistakes. And you know what…” “What?” “Maybe after we have a bit of singles gold…we can go after those shiny tag team titles…” “I was thinking the same thing the other night, until that chair nearly knocked me out.” “How do you think I felt?! I was dropped straight on my head! I’m surprised I got up!” “I’m not. Shit, you got nearly killed by Thugg and you were walking around the next day.” “I think I got lucky there.” Alan retorts, and Coy can only nod in return. Coy goes back to shining his belt and Alan speaks one final thought as the scene fades out… “…who knows…but Landon and Jacob better be prepared…” ~ Wayward Son Pride ~

I would meet Marvin...and the two of us would duet the song "This Friendly World"

The preceding statement is a two-for-one special.... Thanks Steph....Thanks Bob

*salutes WC* I'll miss ya, man. *whiffs a spinning leg lariat through the air as a final odd show of respect, then offers handshake*

That picture looks like Lita and Medusa had a bizarre love child and then sent it to be raised by trailer trash in Alabama.