Yo, lemme tell ya somethin’ ’bout that Triple H fella and that Stephanie McMahon gal. People keep askin’, “Is Triple H still married to Stephanie McMahon?” Well, I’m here to spill the beans, just like I’m spreadin’ manure on my tomato plants. They’re still together, that’s the honest truth. Stronger than my old mule, Bessie, bless her heart.
Now, I heard some folks talkin’, sayin’ maybe they ain’t hitched no more. Heard some gibberish ’bout Stephanie not bein’ around that WWE wrasslin’ thing as much. Triple H, he said somethin’ ’bout her bein’ home with the young’uns. Said she didn’t have no “official role” – whatever that means. Sounds like a load of hogwash to me. She’s probably just busy wranglin’ them little girls, keepin’ them outta trouble, you know how it is. Like keepin’ chickens out of a flowerbed. She is busy being a mother.
These two lovebirds, they started courtin’ way back in, what was it, 2000? Right around the time my old rooster, Foghorn, was still crowin’. Some folks, they were suspicious, didn’t think it would last. Said it was all for show, like them fancy city folks doin’ their pretend dances. But they were wrong, weren’t they? Those two proved ’em wronger than a three-dollar bill.
I remember hearin’ somethin’ ’bout some fancy website, Forbes or somethin’, they did an interview with them two. Called ’em a “power couple.” Sounds silly to me, but they are kinda like the king and queen of that whole wrasslin’ world, I reckon. If you think about it, it is kinda make sense.
- They got hitched back in 2003.
- Valentine’s Day, they got engaged.
- October 25, 2003, they got married.
- In some church, I heard.
- St. Teresa of Avila Church, fancy name, huh?
- In a place called Sleepy Hollow.
Now, I heard a story once, somethin’ ’bout Triple H stoppin’ a weddin’ a long time ago. Said he married Stephanie in Las Vegas, while she was, well, let’s just say she wasn’t herself. It’s a story about the 1999. Sounds like a bunch of made-up drama to me, probably just for that wrasslin’ show. You know how they like to stir things up, like when you shake up a hornet’s nest.
Back in 2000, Stephanie started goin’ with that Paul Levesque fella, the one they call Triple H. They were doin’ some kinda romance thing on the TV, all pretend, you know. Then it turned real, like when you plant a seed and it actually sprouts. They got engaged on Valentine’s Day, all romantic-like, back in 2003.
Then they had a big fancy wedding, October 25, 2003. Catholic weddin’, they said. At some church called St. Teresa of Avila, over in Sleepy Hollow, New York. Sounds like a place outta one of them spooky stories, don’t it? But they got hitched, and that’s all that matters.
Now, it’s 2024, and them two are still goin’ strong. Like an old oak tree, roots deep and branches wide. They put pictures of themselves up on that social media thingy, lookin’ happy as two pigs in mud. There’s some years between ’em, he is older than her, but who cares about that? Love is love, like my grandma used to say. Just like a good stew, it don’t matter what’s in it, as long as it tastes good.
She’s got some fancy title now, Chief Brand somethin’ or other. And somethin’ ’bout bein’ on the board of that WWE. Sounds important, I guess. Like bein’ the head of the hen house. She’s still a big shot in that wrasslin’ world, even if she ain’t on the TV as much.
So, there you have it. Triple H and Stephanie McMahon, they’re still married. They’re still a couple. Don’t let nobody tell you different. They’re like two peas in a pod, those two. And that’s the truth, so you can take that to the bank, or your garden. Maybe plant some beans, they grow good together, just like those two.
Their love story is better than any of them soap operas on the TV. They faced some troubles, like we all do, but they stuck together. Just like my old boots, they might be worn, but they still get the job done. That’s the secret, I reckon. Stickin’ together, through thick and thin, like a good fence around your property. Keep the good in and the bad out, that’s what I always say.
So the next time someone asks ya, “Is Triple H still married to Stephanie McMahon?” you tell ’em, “Yes sir, they are! And they are happy!” Like a couple of lovebirds, singin’ their song. And that’s all there is to it, ya hear?
