rest in peace, rush.
alright rush, you unfortunate son of a bitch. its your turn on the im gunna fuck you up train and the next stop is hell. you wanna steal my swagger and make yourself a name off my hard work? well youve got hell to pay. you didnt think it was all going to come crashing down in front of you? well listen here, dick cusp. im gunna let you off with a warning since its the road to wrestlemania and im felling generous. if you choose to continue to plagiarize everything i do and make a name for yourself at the expense of my work im going to show up. im going to show up. in front of you. with something sharp in my fucking hand and im going to slice your subclavian veins into tiny little pieces you fucker. YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME? youre not a fucking playboy. im the fucking playboy. im the original fucking playboy. bitches love normand huxameyer you useless son of a bitch. you know this so you try to live vicariously through me. youre waste of human sperm. surely you care about your health so you should cut the shit. if you dont cut the shit, expect me. expect me, you fucking donkey haired chode. expect me.