*The Crock walks back into the room from the kitchen, picking up the bag of doritos & sitting down next to Stunned Drunk Steve Asstin.*


The Crock: What in the hell was that Asstin?


ASSTIN: I dunn o... big-old cros dressur on a big-aass toilet on Cee Dubyaaaaaaa... *BURP*


The Crock: Whoever it was sounds like he needs the smack LAID DOWN on the roody-poo bastard Asstin.


ASSTIN: Uhh who gun do that therrr Crock ?


*The Crock takes off his $10 shades, breathes in deeply and looks down at his Creature's Group partner.. Stunned Drunk, who listened in anticipation of what Crock was gonna say...*


The Crock: THE MOST ELECTRYFYING CREATURE'S IN CREATURE'S WRESTLING TODAY OFCOURSE... THE CREATURE'S CHAMP... THAT STUMBLIN' BUMBLIN' BEER SWILLING S.O.B ASSTIN... THE CREATURE'S GROUPS!!! Thats whoooooo...


ASSTIN: Yuu darnnn rite CROCK ! BEBRA!, Get us Kevin McStain on the fone, we's gut *BURP*


THE CROCK: TELL HIM, WE AIN'T JOINING HIS MONKEY ASS, AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE, CAUSE WE'LL WHOOP HIS ASS !!


*Asstin stands up full of fire & rage, he wanted to whoop ass, badly... this cross-dressing wierd thing got him in the mood to fight... but first, he needed a beer, as his good buddy Crock handed him one*





ASSTIN: Hells yessssssss son! Hims got a whoop ass comin' to hum !!


*Asstin pops the beer as he swigs it down, tossing the can on the floor as he finishes.*