That match they had last Thursday was fucking gold. Both going for the finger-poke of doom and neither conceding. Me and the kid were laughing our asses off. They have a great dynamic. Two monstrous egos working together and butting heads the entire time. You know you're doing it right when the faces come out to save the day and get booed out of the building. It's like The No Limit Soldiers in WCW. Totally backfired. I love when the curtains come down and you see the true folly of the creative team at work. Like they thought that their target demographic would embrace dirty-rich black mens and boo for the rednecks that hate rap.