January 4th 1999 - The day WCW injected itself with 10 gallons of Liquid Anthrax...AKA...The day Hogan "Defeated" Nash to win the WCW title in front of 40,000.
And his cornbread delivery just added to the humor of trying to be a 'homie'.
It is an inspired idea to team up Kurt Angle and Booker T. These two are former champions who feel legitimately slighted, and each can do funny and incisive promos like the Rock and Hulk Hogan. The two together with Edge in Raw last week was one of the funniest promos ever.
Yes, the Angle stuff was awesome, but I really enjoyed Rico, the stylist too. I was already digging Billy and Chuck, but this makes them ten times more entertaining. They way Rico yelled at them in back, and then was checking their hair out after their win was awesome. I see a lot of potential of Rico dissing the opposing teams' style. Could be some funny stuff ahead.
I loved the Y'all gonna make me lose my mind, but I particularly enjoyed Kurt talking about going over Booker's "crib." Just classic stuff. Kurt proves yet again why he's clearly better than anyone else on the roster.
Angle got started on the white-bread schtick a couple of weeks ago on Heat, where he made a wrong turn in Harlem on his way to WWF New York. Taken from The Cubs Fan's recap of Heat:
Kurt Angle and the limo driver are in Harlem (that quick? this the whole logic thing) and finding out that WWFNY is not where they were told, and they were set up by those guys. The limo guy's never been to WWFNY. Angle struts on over to a couple fellows to look for help. "Hey dudes! Hey, words to you and your mothers!" Kurt asks for help, and before they can tell him, he notices one guy has headphones on. "Is that Luther Vandross?" Now everyone's offended - just because they're black, they like Luther? Angle claims everyone loves Luther and is pressed to name a Luther song. "Um, Baby...You're So Fine." They claim never to have heard of that song and ask Angle to sing it right now. "Baby you're so fine, oh, baby, girl? Girl?"
Funny, funny stuff.
"Say 'what' again. SAY 'WHAT' AGAIN! I dare you, I double dare you, motherf--ker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time!" -- Samuel L. Jackson, Pulp Fiction (1994)
Originally posted by EradicatorYes, the Angle stuff was awesome, but I really enjoyed Rico, the stylist too. I was already digging Billy and Chuck, but this makes them ten times more entertaining. They way Rico yelled at them in back, and then was checking their hair out after their win was awesome. I see a lot of potential of Rico dissing the opposing teams' style. Could be some funny stuff ahead.
Damn!!! I knew I forgot something about that show. The one thing I wanted to see on the show and I slept through it.
He's a war-weary Republican assassin haunted by an iconic dead American confidante She's a high-kicking gypsy stripper with a flame-thrower. They fight crime!
Guys, shut up! You know (the way the WWF's been going lately) that as soon as this gets over in the LEAST, they'll either brak up the team or try their best to FORCE them to suck! We must keep this tiny pocket of coolness left in the WWF a secret lest the writers ruin it for us all!
Seriously, though... Angle, Booker T. If they both end up with Flair's RAW, I want them, Benoit and Brock Lesnar as the new 4 Horsemen! Angle and Booker T. For something that sounds so weird on paper, they are golden, aren't they?
Japanese Lesson #1:
Suiteki de atama ni anao akararete iru yona kokoromochi deshta.
Translation: It was like drops of water boring into my skull.
(To be said after watching any Stephanie McMahon segment!)
No, no, and HELL no. Rico looks damn near EXACTLY like a slightly more butch version of Rick Martel. When they get tired of this gimmick, they can bring Essa Rios back and the WWF can form "Strike Force 2K"!
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