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BUT ITS A WHOLE CANADIAN DOLLAR
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PART 4: And The Winner Is.....
Jericho left the womens locker room and stood outside the door for about ten seconds. Jericho looked in both directions a smug smile on his face which was a glow, of either pride or knowledge that he had won the bet. Jericho strightened his shirt a little and walked back to the direction of the locker room he had Christian had been previously.
"The king of bling bling." Jericho said to himself quietly. He continuted to walk down the hall way passing, Rene Dupree and Rob Conway on his way, he stopped both of them in there tracks. Both confused asto Jerichos actions.
"Yes misour Jericho?" Dupree asked, shooting Conway a look of pure bewilderment, a look that Conway quickly returned. Jericho just grinned and laughed a little, putting a hand on both of there shoulders.
"Mr. Dupree, Mr. Conway....I just nailed Trish Stratus." Jericho said in full cocky mode. Dupree and Conway both smiled brightly obvioulsy happy forJericho.
"Thats great Chris!" Conway said. Rene agreed nodding his head at a quicken pace.
"Yes Im so happy for Misour Jericho!" Rene said, doing his little french dance in the honor of Jerichos, enormous victory. Jericho smiled brightly at Renes dance first pointing to his feet then clapping, while laughing with pure joy. If no one had known any better you would think that Jericho had lost his virginity all over again. Conway much like Jericho laughed and claps his hands for Renes little french dance, until Rene finally stopped mouth wide open as if he had just got a brilliant idea. He put his hands on Jerichos shoulders a giving him a serious yet jubulant look at the same time.
"Misour Jericho, I shall give to you the finest wine from Frances finest vinyard, yes?" Rene said, wanting Jerichos honest opinion, which is exctally what he got. Jericho slapped Renes hands off his shoulders giving Rene a look of pure disgust, as if he had just walked in on his father cheating on his mother with his biological brother.
"What are you sick!? WINE!?! Its only the finest champaine for me junior!" Jericho said indigently, the same disgusted look on his face, Jericho shoved Rene away from him then continued onto his locker room to wait for Christian leaving Dupree and Conway to scratch there heads and wonder what had just happen.
At the same Christian walked out of the locker room that he and Christian had been in, though instead of looking cocky as hell like Jericho, Christian looked disgusted by what had just transpired. Instead of walking away slowly, like Jericho Christian ran, but it was no ordinary run, it was one that would make even the quickest Olympic spriter proud. On his way to the locker room where he would meet with Jericho he ran right into Mark Henery with a thud casuing him to fall flat on his ass. Mark and his manager Theodore Long looked at Christian and shook there heads.
"Where are you off to so fast playa?" Long asked, with an eyebrow raised, while Mark Henery continued to stand in front of him with his arms crossed looking down at the fallen Canadian who quickly scrambled backto his feet.
"Why dont you guys watch where Im going!" Christian yelled at them, Henery scowled at him, taking a step forward, causing Christian to take a few back. Theodore Long however stopped the mountian of a man from advance by stepping in front of him and holding up a hand.
"Now listen up playa, rap with me for a second. We just wanted to know where you were goin so fast ya feelin me?" Long said brushing down his 700 dollar suit with one hand. Christian looked at Mark Henery then at Long, and fearing for his life decided to just tell him so hecould be on his way.
"I was on my way back to my locker room to tell Chris that I poked Lita & and won the bet!" Christian said grinning ever so slightly. Henery grinned and chuckled at Christian while long nodded his approval. Christian grinned a little wider as he stroked his chin.
"You know...if you guys hurry you might just catch her still naked....and shes super slutty so Im sure she'll do you guys at the drop of a hat." Christian said rubbing his chin. Henerys eyes lit up as he was about to run past Christian and to Lita, before being stopped by Theodore Long.
"No my brotha, you dont wanna go with that snow flake, your a recovering sex addict, if you fall off the wagon you could end up with the likes of Mae Young again, now tell me do you want that?" Long said still holding on to Henery. Mark thought about it for a while then scraficed the sure thing, Theodore was right, the last thing that he wanted was to father another hand.
"Yea....your right." Henery said hanging his head in shame. Both men then looked behind them at Christian who was once again running full speed away from them. Long shook his head at him.
"There goes one quick cracker." He said as Chrstian disappeared around the corner, and soon into the locker room where Jericho was waiting telling his tale of conquest to Al Snow, Eric Bischoff, Rico, Johnathan Coachman, Test, Scott Steiner and anyone else who would listen, all of them quite entralled by his tale, except for Rico who just shot Jericho a snotty look, followed by a winking and puckering up his lips, at Jericho every time Jericho looked his way. Normally that would be enough for Jericho to kick his ass but he was to full of himself to stop. Christian waited at the back of the room until Jericho finished his story, which was meet with wild applause, Jericho being the showman that he is bowed, before ussering them all out of the locker room. After everyone was gone but Jericho and Christian Rico came back in the room, and handed Jericho a small peice of paper.
"Thats my number. Dont be a stranger." Rico said with a smile and a wink before leaving the room shaking his ass in the manor of a any woman, trying her hardest to get attention. With Rico gone, Jericho opened the paper to see that Rico did indeed leave his phone number with a kiss from the pinkest of lipstick on it. Jericho shuddered at the paper and then proceeded to rip it up into as many pieces as possible before dropping it to the floor. Jericho then turned his attention to Christian who was still standing in the door way, and grinned at him.
"My two Canadain dollars please." Jericho said smiling holding out his hand. Christian just grinned and shook his head.
"Nope sorry Chris I won. I poked Lita with one strong and mighty thrust then I took off as fast as I could." Chrstian said. Jericho simply raised an eyebrow.
"You just poked her once and ran away?" Jericho questioned.
"Yup." Christian said with a nod.
"But....why not stick around to enjoy it?"
"Dude....We both knew going into this that Lita was one serioulsy ugly dog faced diva, but...." Christian stopped not sure if he should continue.
"But what?" Jericho said with a raised eyebrow.
"Dude.....you ever see that porn movie called chicks with dicks?" Christian asked shuddering all at the same time. Jericho jaw dropped to the floor as the shudder that Christian had felt seconds before entered his body.
"Say no more."
"I wont."
"Good....I on the other hand, nailed the dickless Trish, and well...Ive been telling the story ever since." Jericho said. Christian just shrugged.
"That dosent matter, all that matters is I poked Lita before you nailed Trish."
"I wouldnt be so sure."
"Well I wold be!" Christian said his face turning a little red. Jericho laughed and stroked his chin again.
"Ok on the count of three we both say our times." Jericho suggested Christian nodded and both started the count.
"1....2....3....17 minutes!" They both shouted at the same time only to both sigh afterwards.
"A tie!?" Jericho shouted.
"Yeah...well I guess we split the two Canadian dollars, and share the title The King Of Canadian Mojo." Christian suggested. A suggestion that was quickly shrugged off by Jericho.
"No way! Ive worked to hard to give up on thatnow! I say the bet continues!
"How?"
"We raised the stakes...double it even!" Jericho said making a fist and smiling. Christians jaw just dropped with widened eyes as he thought about it.
"FOUR WHOLE CANADIAN DOLLARS!?! ARE YOU MAD!!!"
"Now it sounds like YOUR scared."
"Me scared never! What do you propose?" Christian asked. Jericho grinned yet again.
"We nail the unnailable!"
"The unnailable?"
"Yes! I go after Stephanie McMahon and you go after Molly Holly! Who ever nails there respectivelady first wins.
"No fair! You get the slutty Stephanie McMahon and I get the virginal Molly Holly! No way thats fair!" Christian protested.
"Dude its more then fair that stupid bitchy Stephanie McMahon was a HUGE dick tease! I never nailed her..." Jericho confessed, shocking Christian who suddenly found himself smiling.
"Ok.....Your on!" Christian said, as both Canadains shook hands on the new bet.
Maybe...or maybe not...The End.....Im not sure yet...
ITS DONE....possibly. You see I was clever I covered my ass! I can leave it here if I want making you beg for more, but at the same time have a great ending or I could come back later on and do more....just like inTerminator 3!!! Anyways, yeah I know I had a blast writing this, but Im not psychic, why dont you reviewand tell me what you thought.
LaTerZ
-T Bond