Having heard there was 600 pounds of meat, or perhaps Warpig, was here, Bobby walks in to see the generic heel.

Oh, huh, muh bad. Thought there was something very specific in here. Wait, is that...

Bobby notices the Xtreme Championship. Really sly like, Bobby goes for a majistral cradle...

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GH the Great, or sometimes the Great GH, depending on the audience, you see, flawlessly transitions into a crucifix and pins Bobby instead. A swerve like this hasn't been seen since the days of the Strangler, by God

Jesus, Bobby-- I thought you were standing over there!