Is there any way we can make 'shield me from injustice' a new euphemism for something? We don't care what it is, it just needs to happen. There's a mental image that's never leaving our heads. Urrgh. And this woman doesn't seem to have the right - BAM! FROM OUTTA NOWHERE! DEAR GOD, WHY? Nice one, WWE Mom. You've just turned your son into your pimp. While the young man gets points for his quickwitted rhyming skills (battle rap awaits you, my son), we're not sure what the 'look, no hands!' thing is about. If having two working hands is all it takes to get with Sable though, surely marrying Brock Lesnar is overdoing it? We think we understand what he's trying to say, but dear GOD man, proof read your signs before you put them on national television.
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