Listen up, bitch! Someone asked a simple question: ''What divas/knockouts has Punk dated?''. I made a simple Google search (which took me about thirty seconds) to answer the question. Then, out of nowhere, you and your smelly ass show up and state that I have no life because I spent a minute of mine searching through Google.
Well, let me tell you something, scrub. You are the one who has no life because you spent plenty of your time negging my post, then making some pitiful excuse of an answer, and on top of that, you even created a thread about me. That probably took you around 30 minutes of your life, judging by your horrific writing, your random use of capital letters and your awfully misplaced paragraphs, it might have taken you even more time.
So, in conclusion, who wasted more of his time? Me with my thirty seconds or you with your thirty minutes? Next time, don't pick fights you can't win!
P.S. Nice cat picture! What are you, twelve? My brother has a cat avatar and he is ten. I guess your brain is too small to think about anything original so you put a spazzing out cat on meth as your avatar picture.