The Amazon Crusher remembers, brother...
Remembers that fateful Sunday Night...LIVE! on Pay-Per-View...Critical Collision XVII...
All of the Crushermaniacs sat on the edges of their seats...it was a sea of green mohawks. Do you remember it, brother? Could you FEEL it?! The night was going to explode!
The Amazon Crusher had her finest cape clasped around the Most Powerful Throat in the industry. My hands, these hands, were clenched in fists of determination. My thighs clutched tight in anticipation of applying the Parallelogram of Pain on my upcoming opponent.
I watched through the curtains as the undercard took place, brother. I stalked the Gorilla position, feeling that this night was going to be unlike any other. I knew it would be EPIC, brother...I knew it would be LE-GEN-DAR-Y...
The Crushermaniacs knew of the Destrucity that was going to rain down upon the main event, and I knew, brother, that they were all there for me. My opponent, Baby Doll Bradley, went out first. Her pyro went off as she entered the ring, doing her puny little dance. Oh, she had her fans. There were...and STILL ARE people that are too weak and stupid to understand the power of the Crusher, who are afraid of the Amazon, brother.
The Crusher heard her music, brother, and she prepared to step out and see the sea of signs, and bask in the adulation of her fans. She waited for the chants....
"Cruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusheeeeeeeeeeeeeeer."
"Cruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusheeeeeeeeeeeeeeer."
"Cruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusheeeeeeeeeeeeeeer."
The Crusher heard the chords of her theme music ring throughout the arena, and prepared for the massive explosion of pyro that would herald her entrance towards victory...The explosion came...louder and stronger and closer than I expected...
And now...
Just when you think you have all of the answers.....I CHANGE THE QUESTIONS! Nothing....AND THE CRUSHER MEANS NOTHING....is going to stop her, not now, not ever! The fans forgot the Amazon Crusher! There is no sea of green mohawks any more!
The Amazon Crusher...will make you all remember. You will feel the crunch of the Most Dangerous Thighs on Gaia. You will know the pain of the 448 1/2-degree splash from the top rope. I will make sure that none of you forget the name....
of...
The Amazon....
CRUSHER.