Shopping With Wrestlers
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley
Disclaimer: I only own myself.
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Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: -walks in the store, which is now a beauty supply store-
Jadyn: -sees her and loudly coughs the word "WHORE!"-
SMH: What?
Jadyn: Nothing, nothing. Did I say something? No. Welcome. What do you need?
SMH: -doesn't believe her- Yeah, I need a bottle of lotion, but it's a very particular lotion. I can't have any other lotion or I get these awful hives and-
Jadyn: -cutting her off- What is your lotion called?
SMH: Pristine Mist.
Jadyn: Whoa, you can't afford that! That's a sixty-dollar lotion. There is no way a slut like you could possibly be able to buy Pristine Mist.
SMH: SLUT? I am not a slut! Do you know who I am? I am Stephanie McMahon- Helmsley!
Jadyn: -thoroughly unimpressed- And?
SMH: OH! I'm going somewhere else.
~~~ 2 hours later ~~~
SMH: -walking in begrudgingly- There is nowhere else.
Jadyn: I know. Now, you're sure if you buy this lotion, it won't eat up your drug fund?
SMH: I'M NOT ON DRUGS AND I'M NOT A PROSTITUTE!
Jadyn: -pulling her fingers out of her ears- Man, you must have to cut prices with a voice like that.
SMH: If I didn't have to buy lotion from you, you'd be dead.
Jadyn: Aww, that's just the bitterness of having a horrible life as a prostitute talking.
SMH: How much?
Jadyn: You misunderstand. I'm not a prostitute.
SMH: -frustrated- No, how much for my lotion?
Jadyn: Oh, sixty and ten cents.
SMH: -writes an check with the message 'DIE BITCH DIE' in the "for" area. She snatches her lotion from Jadyn and leaves-
Jadyn: And she was such a nice slut, too.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley
Disclaimer: I only own myself.
~~~
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: -walks in the store, which is now a beauty supply store-
Jadyn: -sees her and loudly coughs the word "WHORE!"-
SMH: What?
Jadyn: Nothing, nothing. Did I say something? No. Welcome. What do you need?
SMH: -doesn't believe her- Yeah, I need a bottle of lotion, but it's a very particular lotion. I can't have any other lotion or I get these awful hives and-
Jadyn: -cutting her off- What is your lotion called?
SMH: Pristine Mist.
Jadyn: Whoa, you can't afford that! That's a sixty-dollar lotion. There is no way a slut like you could possibly be able to buy Pristine Mist.
SMH: SLUT? I am not a slut! Do you know who I am? I am Stephanie McMahon- Helmsley!
Jadyn: -thoroughly unimpressed- And?
SMH: OH! I'm going somewhere else.
~~~ 2 hours later ~~~
SMH: -walking in begrudgingly- There is nowhere else.
Jadyn: I know. Now, you're sure if you buy this lotion, it won't eat up your drug fund?
SMH: I'M NOT ON DRUGS AND I'M NOT A PROSTITUTE!
Jadyn: -pulling her fingers out of her ears- Man, you must have to cut prices with a voice like that.
SMH: If I didn't have to buy lotion from you, you'd be dead.
Jadyn: Aww, that's just the bitterness of having a horrible life as a prostitute talking.
SMH: How much?
Jadyn: You misunderstand. I'm not a prostitute.
SMH: -frustrated- No, how much for my lotion?
Jadyn: Oh, sixty and ten cents.
SMH: -writes an check with the message 'DIE BITCH DIE' in the "for" area. She snatches her lotion from Jadyn and leaves-
Jadyn: And she was such a nice slut, too.