Tea Time With DX

[Goldbergfanatic]

DX: Welcome!

Shawn: Thank you for joining us in Tea Time with DX.

Hunter: This is brought to you by the WWE, but mostly D-Generation X.

Shawn: At this time, we’re going to receive our first call of the show…Ever.

Hunter: Are you ready? I’m sure you are. *Pushes the call button.* Why thank you for callin’. What’s your name?

Caller: Justin.

Shawn: Howdy, Justin. What’s your question?

Justin: I was just wondering…does it hurt to get hit with chairs?

Hunter: *Looks at Shawn then at the camera.* Are…you serious?

Shawn: *Blinks and looks at Hunter. *I…think he is.

Hunter: *Hangs up.* Okay! Next caller!

Shawn: That wasn’t very nice, Hunter.

Hunter: Dude…he just asked us if it hurts to get hit with chairs! What does he think!? That it tickles?! *looks at the camera.* No! It hurts! It’s a ****load!

Shawn: *Covers his ears.* Let’s continue, shall we? *hit’s the call button*. Thanks for calling. What’s your name?

Caller: Julie! *squeals.*

Shawn: You okay there?

Julie: Are you really Shawn Michaels?!

Hunter: *Covers his face, trying to hide the laughter.*

Shawn: …*Looks at the ground, and then shoots his head up, clapping his hands together.* Yes I am! Unless I’ve been lied to by everyone.

Hunter: *Looks up. *Was that your question?

Julie: I’m really talking to Shawn Michaels! Can I just say that I am like…your biggest fan like…ever! I have like everything you’ve ever released!

Hunter: I’ll be back. *Walks away laughing.*

Shawn: Good to know that you’re a fan.

Julie: Fan?! I’m just a fan to you?!

Shawn: *Looks around for Hunter, then back at the camera.* You just said that you’re a fan!

Julie: But I’m just a fan!? Nothing else?! Just a f-

Shawn: *Quickly hits the button*. Okay!

Hunter: *Come back, wiping a tear from his eye.* Onward! *hits the button.*

DX: Thanks for calling.

Hunter: What’s your name?

Caller: Harold.

Shawn: What’s your question, Harold?

Harold: Didn’t you two hate each other 3 years ago?

Hunter: *Frowns.* Yes. Yes we did.

Harold: Then how are you two best friends? That can’t be too good. I mean, you two wanted to kill each other in ‘04. Now you’re all buddy buddy.

Hunter: Things happen, Harold. I’m sure that you and your friends wanted to kill each other at one point in time.

Harold: Well, yeah.

Hunter: There ya go.

Harold: But we didn’t actually go on with it. You two actually hurt each other.

Shawn: *Puts his face in his hands and sighs.*

Hunter: *Clenching his fist.*

Harold: You guys still have to hate each other. I mean, Shawn. How in the hell could you have forgiven him?

Hunter: *Stands up and points at the camera.* Listen here, you little –

Shawn: *Stands up and holds Hunter back.* We’re gunna go! Before Hunter kills something. This was Tea Time with DX! Drags Hunter out of the room.

Hunter: *From down the hall.* You’re lucky I’m not near you, Harold!

ill post more if you want

[Puma]

You can if you want.. Where did you get this from its pretty cool.

[Goldbergfanatic]

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Heres part 2

Shawn: *Sitting down in a chair, fiddling around with the cup of Jell-O that Hunter got to eat.*

Hunter: Shawn…

Shawn: *Looks up.* Oh! You’re here! Welcome back! We already have a special edition to Tea Time with D-Generation X.

Hunter: You guys get to be here, in the hospital, with me! *Rolls eyes.*

Shawn: We’re going to be taking calls from anyone. The only thing you gotta tell Triple H to get better, AND THEN ask a question.

Hunter: And I’m not in a very good mood. My leg hurts, I have a headache and it smells like old people! So if you guys p*** me off, you won’t be seeing me around much sooner.

Shawn: *Sighs and hits the call button.* Thanks for calling! What’s your name?

Caller: Freddie.

Hunter: Hi.

Freddie: Yo, man, Trips, I hope you get better soon, dawg. DX ain’t the same without you. You know you hold you guys together.

Shawn: *Sighs.* What’s your question?

Freddie: Yeah…how’d you guys get so muscley?

Hunter: Are you serious?!

Shawn: Okay, Freddie, ask us a better question.

Hunter: No! How do you think we got the muscles, Freddie?! Do you think we surgically implanted them in our bodies?! WE WORKED FOR THEM! *Takes the Jell-O and throws it at the camera.*

Shawn: *Hangs up.* *Walks over to the camera and wipes the Jell-O off.* Sorry about that.

Hunter: *Mumbles.* I’m not…

Shawn: *Hits the button.* Who’s this?

Caller: Take a guess!

Hunter: …This isn’t a guessing game. This is a-…Shawn cover your ears.

Shawn: *Nods and covers ears.*

Hunter: ******* Internet show! I not in the ******* mood to guess who the hell you are! Now if you don’t mind will you just tell me who the **** you are?! *He looks over at Shawn.*

Shawn: Ya good?

Caller: Calm down! It’s your good pal, Ric Flair!

Hunter:…****. Sorry, Ric! How are ya?

Ric: Ah, don’t worry about me, boy. Worry about yourself! You too, Shawn!

Shawn: *Nods.* Do ya have a question you wanna ask Hunter?

Ric: Hm…yeah. Yeah I do. How’s the food there?

Hunter: Probably one of the worst things I’ve eaten in awhile.

Ric: I’d imagine. Alright, boys, I’ll go. You got more callers. *Hangs up.*

Shawn: Wasn’t that a nice surprise, Hunter?

Hunter: It was, it was. Time for our last caller. *Hits the button.* What’s your name?

Caller: Kelley.

Shawn: Hi, Kelley.

Kelley: I hope you get better, Triple H.

Hunter: Thanks. Got a question?

Kelley: Actually, it’s for Shawn…

Hunter: That’s cool. *Looks at tray of food and picks up the bowl of soup.*

Shawn: What is it?

Kelley: Why do you have ‘Sexy Boy’ as your theme song?

Shawn: Well…that’s a good question. It’s mostly because I want to gi-

Hunter: *Spits out the soup.* OW!

Shawn: *Looks at Trips.* What are you doing?!

Hunter: It…burned my tongue…just keep going. *Goes back to the soup.*

Shawn: Anyways, I have it as my theme so I can give respect for the man that originally wrote it. He was so happy wh-

Hunter: *Spills the soup.* ****!

Shawn: You get the idea. *Turns to Hunter.* How did you manage that?

Hunter: It tipped over.

Shawn: *Sighs and turns back to the camera.* Well, thanks for tuning in. This was Tea Time with DX.

Hunter: *Continues to try to eat the soup.*