Pipe Bomb?-Cm Punk Love Story

Chapter 3: Best date in the world with the "Best In The World"

-Recap- me and punk are on our way to some place to have our date. I have no clue where it is or what its called –End Recap-

Me: “phill how long until we get our destination? Matter fact, where on earth are we going?”

Punk:“we are going to Colombia……South Carolina” punk answered sarcastically

Me:“gosh punk I wonder how we’re going to get there when we are in Texas?”

Punk:“whatever, where here anyway”

I look up and I see we are at a pizza parlor. And its like how they used to do it when our mama’s and daddy’s were growing up. They stood in front of you and tossed the dough and added the ingredients. But I wonder why punk chose this place? Most guys I went out with tried to book a fancy smancy restaurant, or something just to try to impress me. Me and Phill walked in and it wasn’t too crowed. We took a seat by the place where they make the dough. A guy came up to us and asked what we wanted on our pizza

Me:“I just want cheese” I answered

Punk:“yeah me too, so just one large cheese pizza please. Hey ha-ha that rhymed.” Phill joked. I slapped the back of his head and sighed.

Punk:“heyy don’t be jealous cause I can make a rhyme anytime. You a dime and im just trying to make you mine.” He joked again

Me:“do you remember my first wwe boyfriend?”

Punk:“no who was it?” he asked curiously

Me:“John Cena. And I could rap better than him, and rhyme better than you.”

Punk:“no you can not!” he argued

Me:“alright. Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches you can suck my diznick if you take the justs you don’t like them disses give my ass some kisses yeah they know what this is yeah it is the business.” I looked at phill and his face was like 0_0. And he’s not saying anything, he just looks away.

Me:“told you” I sang

Punk:“ahh shut it sexy lips” punk responded.

Me:“excuse me what did you call me? Sexy lips?” I asked

Punk:“yes I did indeed call you sexy lips, because you have very sexy lips” he responded

Me:“okay then…..sexy thighs”

Punk:“excuse me what did you call me? Sexy thighs?” he asked mocking me from earlier

Me:“yes I did indeed call you sexy thighs, because when your in your wrestling gear you have sexy thighs”

Punk:“thank you but I don’t appreciate the fact that you stare at my thighs when im in the ring”

Me:“oh I don’t just stare at your thighs, I stare at your ass too. I stare at it when your in the ring whenever I get a chance to I glance at it every now and then, but anyways enough talk about your sexy lower body, I got a question”

Punk:“okay and that includes everything on my lower body, right?”

Me:“Phill shut it before I make you shut it”

Punk:“ooo feisty. Punkie likey!!” I rolled my eyes and glared at him

Punk:“okay what’s your question sexy lips?”

Me:“my question sexy thighs, is why did you bring me to a pizza parlor? Now im not saying im not having I good time, im having a blast, but most guys would try to impress me by taking me to some bougeswah fancy restaurant, I was just wondering why?”