“Don’t you look at me like that, ya little bastard. You eyeballin’ me? Don’t you dare. I done whipped your ass once, you little sumbitch, don’t think I won’t do it right here right now - BAM! You know that guy Tom Bodett, leaves the lights on for ya? Just the opposite - I’ll turn your lights out. Do you understand me? That’s right, that’s what you call me ‘yes, sir, no sir.’”
“I hate it when those guys have their little sparklers and the explosions. ... You probably liked that Angleslam, didn’tya? You think he deserved that, huh? Huh LOOK AT ME HILLBILLY BOY! You’re damn right it don’t, I don’t give a damn WHAT you like. Don’t even look at me. No, look at me, you ain’t gonna look at me when I’m talking to ya? You disrespecting me? Look at me, JR. I said look at me. That’s right. Boy, I’ll run right over you like a speedbump. Don’t get nervous. Stop sweatin’.” ... Steve Austin to Good ol' J.R. on RAW, June 11, 2001; transcribed by CRZ ... my salute to two people, Austin and CRZ -- they were terrific at what they did, and they left on their own terms when they tired of the tedium and the ever-increasing stupidity surrounding the WWF-E. I wish both of them the best of luck in the days and years ahead. J.T. Dutch