Absolutely Adequate wrote:Here's what I want you to do if you find out it's the boss:
Get an old record sleeve and fill it with shaving cream. Slip the open side under his door. Jump on it. Run away.
Laugh when he complains his office is covered in shaving cream.
Hey, this is the WWE. Why am I not surprised they gave you, perlick, my smark-in-training the screwjob of Montreal Screwjob proportions?
I recommend your way at getting back at him is if that fella enjoys a good spot of tea a la William Regal, you ruin it by turning that tea into "P" a la Chris Jericho.