GOAT

Chris Jericho, your United States Champion and part-time owner of the the Universal Champisonship. Singer/Songwriter, and creator of the List of Jericho. (fake asf) 

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Calling me gay?

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Gonna do something about it, Kev?

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As long as it’s on my ass it’ll be okay 😉

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Christopher Keith Irvine! What am I going to do with you? 😏

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I dunno, sounds like something we might have to take care of

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As long as it's on my ass it'll be okay 😉

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@goatjericho Chris..

CHRIS IM BORED

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Hi bored, I’m Chris

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Smart ass.

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No, I'm Chris. Though smartass might be my middle name

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@goatjericho Chris..

CHRIS IM BORED

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Hi bored, I'm Chris

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@murderhoundxowens wanna go out for breakfast? My treat

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Chris flipped his imaginary hair over his shoulder, much like a girl would, and scoffed in a high breath. He liked going along with his little things like that, they were fun when they were in private. “Thank god, I need something to scare me out of my pants.” He chuckled, “Or should I say skirt?” He smirked and looked through the movies, plenty of old school horror and whatnot. Chris’ favorite types. “How about Nightmare on Elm Street? Good old fashioned scary.”

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“Well thank you, I appreciate having my gentleman caller care about how his place looks. Making sure I had a walkway.” He stood from the couch, kicking his boots off to the side and going to search through Kevin’s movie collection. “Hey! I am not a lady!” He clutched his chest, faking like he was hurt. “But fine, if you’re letting me pick first, got any good horror movies?”

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Chris chuckled and set the case on the counter, before joining Kevin on the couch and plopping down next to him. “Mess, clean, whatever is fine with me, you know that. I ain’t took picky.” He smiled, arms finding their way to rest on the back of the couch, leaning back and getting comfortable. “Movies sound great, been awhile since I’ve had a real time to relax.” 

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Chris grinned when the door opened, noticing how weird the other seemed to be acting, and he stepped through the door. “What’ve you been doing all day? Looks like you’ve been keeping the house clean.” He chuckled under his breath, looking all around. “I brought some beer, I dunno what you had in find for the night.” He lifted the case in his hands.

[imnotdebbie]

IM SO MAD! ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT I WAS 5'8. IM ONLY 5'6 AND A HALF.

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Another thing I’m better than you at. I’m taller than you too.

[imnotdebbie]

In an emotional way yes, but I can fight for myself.

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We look out for each other, I can easily fight for myself.

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Chris had done what he needed to do for the day, and spending the night with Kevin sounded like a good way to end the day. He’d brought a six pack of beer, thinking that maybe the alcohol would be a good thing. Not to mention being alone with him made Chris’ stomach get all fluttery with butterflies. He’d knocked on his door, smile on his face and beer in his hands. 

@murderhoundxowens

[imnotdebbie]

Cause we all know you can’t last without him.

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Shut up. We all know you can’t last without Jimmy.

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Ain’t nothing like having your boy protect the shit out of you.