
God, I am so sick of seeing his twerpy little ass. Now that Hall and Nash are back in the WWF, he is as happy as a fart at a baked bean contest. He had nobody else's coat tails to ride.
Now he comes out with all that jumping around, tongue hanging out of his scraggy face... and swinging those nunchukas. At least it is not that soda can that was as tall as he was like he carried in the past.
Man, if I ever get a front row seat, when Hogan manhandles him and tosses him over the top rope again, I would cold knock his ass out with my chair.
He sucks.