For the past few days, I've had bits and pieces of the two songs Todd Pettingill (no, I don't care if that's spelled wrong) sang at the 1996 and 1997 Slammy awards going through my head. I cannot for the life of me remember the full lyrics. Does anyone have the lyrics anywhere? Maybe on a tape if you wouldn't mind spending 10 minutes transcribing? I can't find them on the web at all, surprisingly enough.
I don't have them, but wasn't one of the lines, "Triple H, when you and Chyna get silly, which one of you has got the willy?" Heh heh heh.
This does not excuse Pettengill from being the worst announcer in WWF history.
EDIT: This isn't the same song, but I just thought of it and had to share:
He comes from a country where you shouldn't drink the water Not much taller than my 2-year-old (2?) daughter He's no idjit He's a midget And his favorite TV show is Gidget He's got the power and the quickness of a cheetah Flying 'round the ring like a human pocket pita (I think) His only preparation is to drink a margarita Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee's Mascarita Hey!
Remember when the WWF tried to bring back midgets? What the hell were they thinking? (You had to like Mini Vader, though.) Remember when NWA TNA tried to bring back midgets? Oh, yeah, that was like three weeks ago.
(edited by VK Wallstreet on 12.7.02 1300) "I don't wanna be called Booker T anymore. From this point on, you are to address me as GI Bro. ... Now can you copy that?" "Loud and clear, GI Bro!"
And that is how you're supposed to feel about this. The whole point of a sneaky little bastard of a heel champ is to make the fans hate him, and the fact he manages to hold the gold, so much that they love it so much once the jerk loses it.