::shakes excess jello off of body and looks at Jeff laying semi-conscious in the corner looking like he just ran the Boston Marathon while dragging Rikishi behind him in a little red wagon::
Since Jeff needs a breather,or an ambulance, I figured I find someone who can handle me.
So…is there anyone here who thinks they can handle hardygrrl?
You call naked sexual jello wrestling in public sick and twisted? Feh. I get more sick and twisted things in my breakfast cereal! (Special K, I get the extra special version) Of course Nirvana was playing. Never mind! Carry on!
digirl…don’t worry about the spill-trust me we’ll all need a long shower after this party.
::squishing noises as Jeff arises from the jello naked except for his armbands. He turns around to reveal his back is full of scratch marks and what appears to be tooth marks on his shoulder. He appears to be trying to tag in someone else as he approaches the ropes on wobbly legs::
Sure…it’s my party and I get ignored.
::sits down in jello pit and pouts::
Can’t even get the host to play with me.
::crosses arms across chest and sighs::
::hardygrrl stands up and grabs Verrain’s hand::
I’ll show you fake.
::Irish whips him into corner. Verrain lands in a sitting postion in the corner against the ring post. hardygrrl goes to the opposite corner,runs over to Verrain and jumps,landing with her legs on his shoulders and her cooch in his face. She then starts bouncing up and down::
/good ole JR/
And hardygrrl hits the BroncoBuster! I don’t know how much of that he can take.
/good ole JR/
/Tazz/
I’d like to get some of that action myself. After what she did to Jeff Hardy…
/Tazz/