Right smack dab in the middle of his feud with The Ultimate Warrior, Papa Shango decides to put a voodoo curse on Mean Gene Oklerlund that causes mysterious black goo to pour out of his sleeve and onto his hand- I was half expecting Jed Clampett to show up “shootin’ at some crude. Oil, that is! Black gold! Texas tea!”.
He did this all because Gene simply said “Thank God that’s over!” right into the microphone after a tense interview well within earshot of Papa Shango.
To his credit, Gene seems just mildly annoyed by this supernatural turn of events as if he had just stepped in a pile of dog poop and ruined his new loafers or something.
Today’s lesson, kids?
Never mouth off into a microphone to a spooky voodoo man who has really thin skin and good hearing.