CM Punk calls Bron Breakker a ‘cross-eyed, neanderthal, nepo baby’

“Bron Breakker, you cross-eyed, neanderthal, nepo baby. You came out here in front of the world and with your full chest talked about how you were mad that I tried to end your career and break your neck in the War Games. And I understand that brains don’t exactly run in your family but you didn’t sign up for board games, you signed up for war, son. And congratulations, your team won. But you had the audacity to stand in the champ’s ring and talk about how you’re disappointed at how easy it was to beat CM Punk; you talk about how easy it was to pin my shoulders to the mat; you talk about how you want 2011 CM Punk, and I’m here to tell you, kid, you can’t handle 2025 CM Punk without a lot of help from your friends.

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“Congratulations, Bronny, you pinned me, which puts you in line for a title shot. But you didn’t do it alone, did you? I’ll try to make this short and sweet, kid, I’ve been here before many, many times. You can ask Paul Heyman how many times he took a talent with a little bit of potential and gassed him up too much, too soon only to watch him wilt under those bright, bright lights. Hell, if I had a dime for every time I stood in this ring across from a talented individual not as smart as me gassed up to be generational can’t miss blue chip prospect WrestleMania main event waiting to happen, well, I’d have a pocket full of dimes. And speaking of dimes, if you ever mention my wife’s name again this goes from business to personal faster than you can run, and it won’t be about the belt anymore because I’m going to rip your eyes out of your head and piss on your single digit IQ brain.”