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The Rock: (smirking, mic raised) "FINALLY… THE ROCK HAS COME BACK TO CUCK CITY ! Now, Indica Flower, you think you're hot stuff, prancin' around with your incel fan club? The Rock did some research, jabroni, and I saw that little adult video you did with Angela White. Let me tell ya somethin'-The Rock wasn't impressed! Two minutes in, and I was scrollin' for cat videos on X instead! Can you smell what The Rock is cookin'? 'Cause it smells like a whole lotta overhype!"
Crowd: (roaring with laughter) "ROCKY! ROCKY!"
Indica Flower: (flipping her hair, mic up, incels cheering) "Oh, please, Rock, you washed-up protein shake model! My Indian goddess energy's too much for your tiny Hollywood brain! My incel army worships me, and they're about to yeet you into the cheap seats. You're just mad 'cause my vibes are viral, and your movies are straight-to-DVD!"
The Rock: (raises the People's Eyebrow) "Viral? The only thing viral about you is that cringe you call charisma! Your incel squad's got more keyboard grease than guts. The Rock's fans? They're the MILLIONS…" (crowd screams: "AND MILLIONS!") "…of electrified souls ready to watch me lay the smackdown on your candy ass! Step up, 'cause The Rock's about to unsubscribe your whole crew!"
Indica Flower: (cackling) "Big talk, Dwayne! Boys, let's show this eyebrow-obsessed fossil what a real fanbase can do!"
Action: Indica snaps her fingers, and her incel entourage-decked out in cargo shorts and "Indica's Simp Squad" T-shirts-storms the ring. They swarm The Rock with flailing punches and Reddit-tier insults. The Rock shrugs them off, tossing them like soggy burritos, but Indica sneaks in a cheap shot, smacking him with a glittery purse. The crowd boos as she directs her incels to dogpile him.
Commentary (Jerry Lawler): "Oh, mama! Indica's got her incels fightin' like they're defending their last energy drink!"
Commentary (JR): "Good gawd, King, The Rock's in trouble! This is a travesty!"
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