Hey everyone. This is a random short story that i thought of and decided to post. It will most likely become something more in a story in the future.
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I hope that you enjoy my story. I'd also like to thank you if you are reading this :D and Please read and review. :)
Chris was rambling on as usual. "Hey Edge!"
Edge grunted at the sound of Jerichos voice.
"Did you know.."
"spear."
"that you're.."
"spear."
"a hypocritical.."
"spear."
"gelatinous.."
"spear."
"Would you stop saying spear!"
Edge sighed. "sure"
Edge sprinted at Jericho and leapt forward to give him a spear but Jericho ducked. Conveniently dancing behind Jericho was Big Dick Johnson. Edge couldn't stop in time and went flying into the oiled up sexy beast.
Big Dick didn't seem to mind.
"Oh, someone wants a private show." Big Dick dragged Edge off somewhere into the audience seats. Jericho sat there laughing his head off. That was until he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey handsome, how's it going?"
It was Mae Young, wrinkles and all, dressed in a bright red mini dress. Jericho gulped.
She dragged him off, following the footsteps of Big Dick and Edge.
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