Stone Cold stomps down the ramp, black vest swinging, eyes locked on you like you just cost him his last beer. He climbs into the ring, flips you the bird, and snatches a mic.

You’re lookin’ at the toughest son of a bitch in the WWF. I’m ‘Stone Cold’ Steve Austin, and I don’t give a damn who you are, where you’re from, or what you think you’re about to say — ‘cause I’ll stomp a mudhole in your ass and walk it dry! You got a problem with that? Too bad. Now open up a couple of Steveweisers, give me a hell yeah, and that’s the bottom line… ‘cause Stone Cold said so!