I hope the WWF isn't sending Buh Buh in that direction, but it appears that that's where they are headed with him. Buh Buh is slightly more talented than Road Dogg, but I'd sure hate to see him get stuck in a rut of doing nothing but dancing elbow drops and yelling old catchphrases night after night.
I'm willing to give them a bit of time. They're slowly breaking him off by letting the fans have some hooks from the old team, and giving him something which I don't think distracts from his work or character. To me the dance is more a kind of taunting victory dance thing, or at least it should be...kind of like his own Ickey Shuffle.
"You used it to shove your miserable daughter down our throats week in and week out...not anymore!" - Ric Flair gives me hope, Raw 3/18/02
"I thought it was cool how HHH just tossed Jericho out of the ring and made him vanish, possibly into another dimension, at the end of the match." - Dr. Unlikely says the funniest thing I've ever read on Wienerville.
If D-Von can make the tele-evangelist gimmick work and Bubba continues with his strong work then a lot of us are going to be eating a helping of crow for wondering what the WWF was doing when they split the Dudley Boys up.
The day they meet in the ring.... What a pop.
Could I make that first sentenance any longer?
You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look down and see a tortoise. It's crawling towards you. You reach down and flip the tortoise over on its back. The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over. But it can't. Not without your help. But you're not helping.
Isn't it Code of Silence? As in mafia, because Jersey... That would make a lot more sense although I would mark out if it was Cone of Silence and Carmella did Maxwell Smart's old "would you believe..." schtik when talking to her opponents.