The search for talent...The John Cena Story.

The Rock bursts through the door and sees Brock on top of Cena. He gets a disgusted look on his face.

The Rock: Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA!!!!!! What....in thee blue hell is this?

Brock: Umm...I can explain.

The Rock: Well The Rock sees a monkey sitting on a pile of monkey crap. How would your mother feel if she saw you? Nevermind Brock. Ya see, your mom always has your back. matter of fact Brock, your momma is ON YOUR BACK!!!

Brock stands up furious releasing Cena in the process. He starts walking towards The Rock.

The Rock: Clam down there King Kong. Let me ask you this. Who in the hell do you think you are walking in The Rock's direction?

Brock: I'm Br...

The Rock: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO YOU ARE!!!!!

Brock: That's it Rock. Here comes the Pain.

Brock charges at The Rock but The Rock sidesteps. Brock turns around onto to me met by two right hand shots. The Rock spits in his hand and hits Brock one more time flooring him.

The Rock: I just laid the Smackdown on your candy ass.

The Brock kips up and grabs Rock by the throat. The Rock pushes the arms off before slipping under and hitting a THE ROCK BOTTOM! THE ROCK BOTTOM!

Cena: Thanks dawg.

The Rock: Dawg? I ain't your dog.I ain't even your friend. Ya see, The Rock only came here to get his Hollywood workout on and saw two men playing hide the sausage. The Rock isn't down with that.

Cena: Poopypants.

The Rock: Poopypants? Listen, you're not The Rock. Stop trying to act like The Rocvk. I'm the jabroni beatin....pie eatin...fast as a cheetah...swift as a buck...best thing to hit the movie theatre because The Marine sucked! If ya smellalalalalalalalalalalalow....

Cena: What the Rock is cookin!!!!!1

The Rock: This isn't sing-a-long with The Rock. You can't say my catchphrase. So as I was saying....WHAT THE ROCK.....IS...COOKIN....
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