So yeah.  You know why I'm here.  This morning, the board of directors had a top secret meeting with the board of trustees who then called the president who informed the CEO who then told the steering committee about the decision reached by the drunken troll under the bridge outside the offices of WWE and relayed that to the family - who agreed - and now, Vince McMahon is gone from power in WWE.  Taking his place is the man who had sex with a mannequin in a cheerleader outfit two weeks after I started reviewing Raw - Triple H.  He's back and, well, I guess that means I have to be too.  So next Monday, I am.

That's right.  An all new Raw Insanity on the way and Hunter Hearst Helmsley's first week of power is going to be given the full insanity treatment.  His hair is fluffed.  His suit is too tight.  His acting is on par with a crack whore making an amateur pornographic film.  Stuff like this is too good to pass up. 

So here we go.  You and I, Sideburns McGameface.  This Monday, we're gonna party like it's 2002.  Because, you know what they say, it's all fun and games unless it's actually The Game...in which case, it's no fun.  But we'll see what we can do to make it that way.

See you Monday.  Try to swallow some water for a change.  You're making a mess,

James