>>13467849Imagine being DDP in that angle and having to be all like "damn, Undertaker's Wife, you fuckin' fine, all sexy with your tight body and horrific androgynous monster face. I would totally have sex with you, both my character and the real me." when all he really wants to do is fuck another 20 year old Nitro Girl in his dressing room. Like seriously imagine having to be DDP and not only sit in that bush while Undertaker's wife flaunts her disgusting body in front of you, the favorable lighting barely concealing her stretchmarks and leathery skin, and just sit there, take after take, hour after hour, while she perfected that dance. Not only having to tolerate her monstrous fucking visage but her haughty attitude as everyone on set tells her she's STILL GOT IT and DAMN, UNDERTAKER'S WIFE LOOKS LIKE THAT?? because they're not the ones who have to sit there and watch her mannish fucking gremlin face contort into types of grimaces you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been fucking nothing but a healthy diet of Kimberly Page and Nitro Girls and later alleged rape victims for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of the boonies in New Jersey. You've never even seen anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the sweat that's breaking out on her dimpled stomach as she sucks it in to writhe it suggestively at you, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to sit there and revel in her "statuesque (for that is what she calls herself)" beauty, the beauty she worked so hard for with personal trainers in the previous months. And then Vince calls for another take, and you know you could Diamond Cutter every single person in this room before the arena security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're fucking DDP. You're not going to lose your future yoga instructor career over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and bear it.
