Charles Darwin, I've had about enough of all that smack you're talking! You're ass is about to get smote, if you smell what the Rock of Ages is cookin'!
Jesus Christ, you think you can take me, brotha? I'm about to take you to school, Jew-boy! So says the Naturalist! Woo!
I'm sick of talking about it! Tonight, you're going to take me on in a handicap match, versus the Father, the Son, and guess who's coming out of retirement? The Holy Ghost!
The HOLY GHOST?! Well, you've been naturally selected for me to kick your ass, so let's take off our clothes and commence to wrasslin!
Take our clothes off? What the hell are you talking about?
