Click Hereand Here!Vindi MacMahon is shocked.
“W(W)TF?”
Yes, your eyes and ears aren't playing tricks. It seems Predator had its way with Governor Ventura, and the Body's number went to the excellence of execution, Bret The Chadman Hart, gloriously back to redeem '97 Survivor Series. The audience goes bonkers as the aqua net hero puts his
epic melancholia sunglasses on a starstruck kid's nose.
Meanwhile, the Piper is on full Hearts of Midlothian taunt mode:
“Aaaawww, couldn't catch me Macho? Here, lemme sing you a
ditty I wrote just for you!”
“Gene, is he really singing a song? It's the ballsiest craziest move I've seen in RouletteMania history!”
“Yes, Brain. He plays his own kind of music”
But the music gets abruptly interrupted by a fluo pink blur storming the ring.
“No one touches my Macho Man when I'm around!” - Bret applying a spine-crushing Sharpshooter on the wild scotsman.
“Gonna pay now, ooooohhh yeahhh! Foley, bring your sock!” - Savage elbowing with
funky glee.“Have a nice day!” - MicKISS Foley stuffing Mr Socko inside Roddy's mouth, while reciting an
amazing essay on responsibility vs blame.“sfgdsdhagfgk jhfdsalsdňkhdaslkhňlŕ FGFGKYFLKYHFLçYUçLç!” - Piper
“Is that a Thy Catafalque song?” - Chadman
“Is Thy Catafalque a real band?” - Foley
“Pull the sock off his mouth for fock's sake!” - Savage
The gum-chewing fiend extricates himself from the gangbang.
“Ok, you win! I'm outta bubblegum and outta here!” - and so the man marching to his own beat throws himself out of the ring and into the audience's embrace. Never a heel was more beloved.
Meanwhile, Dave Rich Smith has finally done combing his braids; it appears he has beef with the scorpion in black
“Oy, pasty face! Robert Smith is a national treasure, and I won't let a bloody punter mock his looks!”
He attempts a
Friday Night in San Francisco Snap Jab, but Sting is unmovable. The more he stays in the ring, the stronger he gets.
“Sorry, Dog. I have bigger fish and chips to fry” - The wrestler_on_acid, moving away from his current opponet and towards Foley. It's time to settle the fashion contest between black metal coats and grunge shirts.
“It's time, Foley. Any last words?”
“Your elbow pads are dirty, and your shoes are laced up wrong. You'd better take off your make up, 'cause your overcoat is too long”
Homburg is the last straw. This time the
Maiden Collection Gorilla Press succeeds in speeding Foley across the third rope, onto a floor regrettably (for Mick) devoid of thumbtacks.
Four men, four corners, and the defending champ is coming.
Challenges:
lonestar, Stadler, and jingle targeted romdrums
romdrums targeted lonestar
ariich targeted Puppies
Puppies targeted Stadler
Eliminated:
romdrums. You paid the piper because you played the Piper like a pro. Mad respect, this roulette's spirit thoroughly fulfilled.
Stadler. The grief to see the themes-meister go is only surpassed by the joy to see Gene Simmons around once again. Thanks!
Survivors:
ariich
jingle
lonestar
Puppies
Song Standings:
Lords of Black – Ghost of You / Heart of Cygnus – Lost at Sea (tie)
Ark – Just a Little / Senri Kawaguchi – Onyx (tie)
Steve Earle – The Devil's Right Hand
Macho Man Randy Savage – R U Ready
Tic toc, TAC!
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