Robbie saunters in, holding a bag of jerky, wearing a t-shirt that just has a picture of Robert Main with the words "KICK OUT!" in bold grey letters underneath of it.

Oh man, oh man, I didn't miss it, he didn't say his catchphrase yet!

Robbie pulls up a stool and watches as CCP has held Main in the same signature hold schoolboy roll-up, the Fuckin' School Boy, for almost hours now with a referee waiting patiently to count to three in the most absurd nonsense in television history as CCP has had an active conversation with Graves and Thunder Knuckles while in this position.

Hope nobody gets a cramp.

Main looks at Robbie with frustration, thinking he doesn't have to say his catchphrase because CCP said something. Robbie doesn't care. He's watching a grown man hold another on the ground for hours as he banters with Graves and TK.