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>"Hold on, hold on, hold a damn minute! You've been talkin' a whole lotta crap on the internet, on your little podcasts, in your mama's basement, about this '100 men versus a gorilla' scenario. And let me tell ya somethin' right now, this debate is makin' ol' Stone Cold sick to his stomach! One hundred men? You gotta be kiddin' me." He pauses, surveying the crowd. "You think Stone Cold Steve Austin needs ninety-nine other jabronis, ninety-nine other worthless pieces of trash, to handle one damn overgrown monkey?"
>"Lemme tell ya somethin' about Stone Cold Steve Austin. I don't wait in line. I don't follow the damn rules. And I DAMN sure don't need a committee of pencil-necked geeks to tell me how to handle business! You wanna know who's gonna be the first man in that damn pit? You wanna know who's gonna step through that gate, square up with that simian son-of-a-bitch, and look him dead in the eye?"
>"That's right! Stone Cold Steve Austin ain't gonna be número ninety-seven. He sure as hell ain't gonna be number two. When that bell rings, or when that gate opens, or whatever the hell kinda setup they got for this ridiculous scenario, Stone Cold Steve Austin is WALK-IN' IN! And I ain't walkin' in there to shake hands, and I damn sure ain't walkin' in there to negotiate a peace treaty!"
>"I'm talkin' about a Stone Cold Stunner so hard, that damn gorilla's gonna forget what a banana even looks like! I'm talkin' about stompin' a mud hole in his chest and walkin' it dry! You understand me? I'm gonna kick him in the gut, I'm gonna drop him on the canvas, and then I'm gonna open up a can of whoop-ass like he's never seen! And when I'm done, when that damn gorilla is lyin' there, twitchin' like a worm on hot concrete, then maybe, just maybe, the other ninety-nine of you can come in and check his damn pulse!"
>He glares at the camera, then back at the crowd. "And that's the bottom line, 'cause Stone Cold Said So!"