The Bung Yicks are the most astroturfed coat tail riders in the history of wrestling.
They are said to be the greatest tag team of all time but they have never drawn a dime, wrestled a good match or had a good feud.
Everything they do is concealed by a veil of irony because then they can say that they were just kidding if someone says that their shit sucks, which it usually does.
The reason they aren't in WWE isn't because they view themselves as too good or outsiders or antagonists; its because they have no one on the inside as a "friend' that they can parasitically latch their mouths on to one of their asscheeks.
They're not even "wrestlers" as anyone ought to recognize a wrestler as. They're a pair of jackoff goofsuits playing slap ass and tickle taint with their fucking friends. There's a webm of the two of them doing a "victory lap" in an empty arena in front of no one seemingly celebrating CM Punk being removed. They were only doing that because they got rid of the one person that had the spot in Tony's ear that they had and they were threatened by someone with actual drawing power that wasn't there to be friends, playing ball or buying into their fake-ass Christian act. They literally celebrated their no milly status and irrelevancy on the world stage and their comfort with being nobodies.
Spineless, cowardly, brown-nosing, dimeless flippy thigh-slapping superkick faggot party shitters. They are exactly wher ethey need to be to make the money that they are able to make off someone who doesn't know a wristlock from a wristwatch and can't book for shit because anything beyond their yardtard ladyboy dance routines gives them a thinkache. If the high watermarks of their careers is being the shiniest turds in bowls of shit, then they achieved. They aimed straight for the gutter and they made it.