A/N: Yes, the chapter dedicated to little Triple H is here. This is going to be fun.

Triple H? TRIPLE H? Oh, you've got to be kidding me on this one. The greatest moment in Triple H's career didn't even involve him. It was when he had the pleasure of having me imitating him with Randy Orton. That was great. The hardest part of that costume was finding a fake nose that was big enough to match that horrendous beak on the face of ol' H. I still don't think that one was big enough. I like to throw crackers a Triple H and call him "Polly" because the looks like a fucking parrot with that thing.

And because of Triple H, John Cena had the only halfway decent moment of his career. The only time I've had an ounce of liking, not respect, for John Cena was when he bitch slapped him in the ring. It was awesome because it caused tension between them since they were teaming up against me that night. Unfortunately, they ended up working together and I lost that match, but that's not the important part. Triple H can't beat me on his own. He needed Super Cena to help him out, and they still barely won.

The only reason he is now the eleven time champion is because he married Stephanie McMahon. How lame is that? He totally married her for her money that she didn't even earn herself. He gets all the fame for doing nothing. I worked hard to get where I am. Have you not read my autobiography, Adam Copeland on Edge? I didn't get with some whore because her daddy ran a multimillion dollar corporation. It makes me sick.

Triple H wins the Suck Award for the worst use of a foreign object in the ring. I made up the con-chair-to. At least I used the steel chair in an original manner. When I pick up a chair, the fans know what's coming. They don't need to cheer about it. Hell, I'd rather have them not cheer. That's all Triple H has going for him. He has no talent. The only way he can win a match is if he brings in the equalizer. Who the fuck names a sledgehammer? Well, I know of a sledgehammer that I've named, and let me tell you, my sledgehammer has knocked out more chicks than Triple H's ever has. When Triple H pulls out that sledgehammer, I just want to grab it from him and snap it over my knee. I bet it would break like that. All he has is the sledgehammer! Triple H has no originality whatsoever. At least when I grab a weapon, you'll never know how I'll use it. That's why I'm so much more dangerous than every single superstar on any WWE roster. You have to watch yourself from all angles to make sure that I'm not coming. Too bad, because I always do.

D-Generation X. Please. That is the worst stable to ever exist. I don't understand them. They claim not to be gay, but they run around telling men to "Suck it." No, thank you. What image does that send to children? That it's okay to purposefully attract attention to your nether regions? That's horrendous. The youth of America is corrupt enough. We don't need grown men flaunting themselves, or at least what little they have. Let me tell you, we would have none of that in Canada. You know why they call themselves DX? It's because those are the only two letters of the alphabet they know.

What kind of uncivilized human spits water in the air? Do you really want someone with that level of immaturity leading your company? Of course society is going to blame wrestling for kids being idiots when the WWE lets nimrods like Triple H run amuck. I'd like to set the old Toronto Blue Jays on him with some baseball bats. Either that or a bunch of drunk Canadians with hockey sticks forming a mob and beating him senseless. Of course, I'd be leading that mob, video taping the whole thing.

I am not ready, Triple H, nor do I wish to "suck it."

A/N: Every Superstar will get their turn at this, don't worry. That includes the Divas.

Next victim (just to get him out of the way): Cody Rhodes.

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