"Was Hunter's really that small?" Chris Jericho asked in amazement.
"Yeah," Stephanie replied sadly. "But this was back in the day…"
"I'd have killed myself if mine was that small…"
"You were blessed with big ones."
Chris looked down at his waist. "That's for sure."
"Weren't you embarrassed going to the ring with him?" Chris asked, completely mortified.
"Oh yeah…" Stephanie sighed. "It was hard, too."
"Hard?"
"I don't know how something so tiny fit around his waist…And it was torture to carry it, too!"
"YOU had to carry it?"
"Well, yeah, it always in the way…Bouncing around all over the ring."
"Was it hard to keep track of?"
"Oh definitely. I had to keep my eye on it a lot."
"Was Hunter mad when he lost it?"
"Livid."
"Well, thank god I am keeping these babies," Jericho patted his title belts, "and they're just the right size!"
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