Dwayne Johnson was in the kitchen preparing a delicious feast when I walked in. Much to my chagrin, he shouted, "Guess what this is if ya smellllll what The Rock is cookin'!"
I grimaced and walked into the study where Steve Williams was showing my younger brother the art of calligraphy. Before I realized the extent of mastery Steve was teaching, I shuddered when I heard him point to the lower portion of the paper and say, "Just remember that's the bottom line, 'cause Stone Cold said so."
I passed through the study, regretting my invitation of two former pro-wrestlers into my home. I fainted when I saw Emeril Lagasse and Donald Trump standing over our charcoal grill.
