I Hear Your Chants. I Hear Your

You Can Prance And You Can Dance, But When It Comes To Relations, Keep It In Your Pants.

Your Olympic Hero Is Scheduled To Wrestle A Match Against The Man They Call The Big Red Retard; Not That I Have Anything Against Retarded People Cause I Don't. As A Matter Of Fact, I Have A Lot Of Retarded Fans Out There That Admire And Respect Your Olympic Hero, And I Wish Them Well.

I Wasn't Surprised At All. In Fact, I Thought, Why Stop There? Why Not Add The Big Show, Or Chris Jericho, Or The Whole State Of Nebraska For That Matter? And Don't You Think A Wrestling Ring Is A Little Old School, Lilian? Why Not Put The Match In A Shark Tank, With Real Live Sharks? Hungry Sharks! And The Only Way To Beat Your Opponent Is To Stuff Him Down A Shark's Throat, And Pin The Shark. Wouldn't That Be A Hoot?

Oh Its Real, Its Damn Real

You Want Me In The Ring? Now I Know You've Been Drinking