>Now last week, I was watching TV, and I watched a 3-headed dragon come out here who has more loose skin than an King Caesar puppy, come out here and say he's still the man.
>I seen Ghidorah, number two, the King, come out here, who's been the butt-end of all the jokes, because he's supposed to be the asteroid-riding, laser-beaming, son of a gun, but I'm sayin' one time, you shoulda took a cab, and used that money to fix your retarded third head!
>So I had to ask myself, if Monsterverse was gonna hire the King Number Two, why wouldn't they hire the real King, the original King, King Kong? Now I know that King Kong is dead, God rest his soul, but Ghidorah, your career is dead!
>And I know as he lays sixty feet under, he's still stylin' and profilin', 'cos when you used your little brain, and stole his name, there's one thing that you couldn't steal, and that was his class.
>So when you walked down that ocean last week, I know I wasn't alone, 'cos the people at home, all they did, was grab the remote, and change the channel to Pacific Rim, and watch Gipsy Danger, a person you and your old friends got fired from here, 'cos you're a jealous, old bastard!
>So Ghidorah, remember this, in this wrestling business, there's never been a bigger ass-kissin', butt-suckin' bastard, in this business, but also in life, you're the biggest ass-kissin', back-stabbin', butt-suckin' bastard, and you belong where you're at, in the Monsterverse, because Monsterverse sucks, and so do you. Me? I'm just gonna stay right here, in the Heisei, 4 life.
