
Samoa Joe would then start speaking.
"Last week, I was throwing Bobby Roode all over this ring, about to put him to sleep, when his big daddy Triple H decided to come out and help him." Samoa Joe pauses while the fans give a mostly booing reaction... and he starts to speak again.
"I'm not really sure what Triple H, Stephanie McMahon, and the higher ups have against me... maybe part of it is that I sent Triple H to the hospital a couple years ago... I dont know. I dont really care. Theyve always been about picking their favorites, who all ended up being a bunch of BUMS, so I'm glad they don't like me." Joe would pause again, walking around the ring and putting his hand up, ready for a subject change as the subject of Triple H pisses him off. He stops and raises the microphone up and speaks again.
"But no matter how much they try to contain me, or to stop me, NO ONE will stop me from entering that Royal Rumble match from whatever number I draw, and head to that ring and whoop some a** and start throwing some people out!" The audience cheers as Joe gets pumped up.
"I dont care who I have to throw out, whether its members of the Bullet Club, the Authority, I certainly would take pride in eliminating any old bald geezer coming out of retirement, who doesnt even belong in the match anyway, ANYONE who gets in my way will get eliminated, until I am standing in this ring by myself, THE WINNER of the Royal Rumble match." Samoa Joe would pause, seeming like he was done, but speaks one more time.
"And after that, I will headline Wrestlemania and I will be on top of the mountain once again." Samoa Joe looks at the camera after delivering some big words.