As the day rolls on in the WC Rumble, attention is drawn to Order in the Court, The Hung Judge of WC. That's ring, Hung Judge. Not Hanging Judge. Hung Judge. The dude's packin'. Like, damn. Finn Balor could learn a thing or two from Order.

... I'm sorry, I got distracted. Where was I?

Right. So, attention is drawn to Order for reasons not pertaining to his massive bul-I'm sorry, it's just so hypnotic. Anyway. Order catches Wolf Beast with a 360 Tornado DDT, before planting Tig with a 720 Tornado DDT! Ed wanders in for some reason, and Order tackles him with a 1080 Tornado DDT!

Smooth Jazz Wolf: Order just spun 2160 degrees! Just watching it made me dizzy. No idea how Order feels.

Order: OH GOD. TOO MUCH SPINNING. AWFUL IDEA.

Postman Dave: I have an idea about how he might feel.

Order: WHY DID IN SPIN EVERY TIME. WHY DIDN'T I JUST REGULARLY DDT THE TWATS.

Silk: You, uh, you okay there, bud?

Order: I THINK I'M GONNA PUKE.

Order waves a hand, trying to steady himself. Difficult to do when your head is still spinning.

Silk: Here, let me help you out man.

Silk suddenly clotheslines Order, sending him spinning over the ropes and out of the Rumble!

Order: THAT ONLY MADE THINGS WORSE.

Silk shrugs.

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Ten left.