Sousa

I was typing before you were. STOP STEALING MY MOVES.

The hat makes my... whatever washing machines have on top (another washing machine?) sweat.

Where the fuck are you? Have your pubes come in yet?

Jeremy's... iron.

I'm revoking your license.

I don't know, LL. Why DIDN'T you make it a tribute?

Because you ripped off my game. And it hurt.

THX U RULEZ

THESE ARE MY CHAMPIONS. THEY ARE ALL THE SAME AS THE REGULAR ONES. YOU CAN READ ABOUT THEM IN MY ENORMOUS SIGNATURE.

I KNOW, I TOTALLY AM

(pronounced DAM-ned, of course)

Your fault for cursing me with this DAMNED ACCURSED BOX.

Mmm, yes, quite, ripping good love.

VIN BERARD, BERARD

YOU NEVER WILL BE, WILL BE

AS GOOD AS THE COLONY

VIN BERARD, BERARD

You're mean.

Anarchy... HEYMAN'S Way?

The line is

"Look ON my works, ye Mighty, and despair."

Good job there, Captain Iambic Pentameter.

Reposted in Donators.

I MSPaint'd your face onto Triple H's body. It was epic.

Let me put it this way.

When Chris Benoit is unable to carry you to a masterpiece in front of the notoriously smarkish Sturgis crowd?

You suck.

Fuck that guy. :@

I found that old Triple Teej picture in my folder the other day. I need to find a pretense to do that shit again.

Wow, why was I kissing your ass two years ago?

It is. Unfortunately the zipper on the costume is broken.

*hypocrites

That picture's not you.