Working With The Hounds
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Last published Fri, May 29, 2020
There where 3 new neighbors and 1 me... And a friendship that came to be in the most oddest way possible.
Joe, Jon, Colby and I became inseparable throughout grade school, high school and mostly college... Until... I entered the military during our 3rd year of college. A lot had changed about me that they didn't know and I didn't want them to know.... Well at least not yet. They, on the other hand, had become successful WWE wrestlers just like they had planned. I was their motivation to push harder even when they didn't think they could do it.
11 years later, at the hight of their careers, I decided to come back home due to something I wanted no part in and thought about wanting to reconnect with them but I didn't know if it would be a happy reunion.
I fell in love 2 years ago and never looked back so I want them to come together and understand this love I've found.
Colby was the cry baby that I created and the guys use to hate it. He was the youngest of us four. He was the fitness nut, as well as the one that made sure we all had a reason to hangout when it was curfew. He was the scape goat.
Jon was the crazy one... My drinking buddy at best. He taught me whiskey was my best friend when he wasn't there in time. He still brings up the incident at his 18th birthday party and I laugh everytime.
And then there's Joe... The calm one. True enough he had a mean strike but he would be the level headed one along with me. He made sure we all were there for one another.
Well I head home today... Wish me luck!
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