Post by Jack Jones on Jun 1, 2017 11:30:46 GMT -5
Hello my name is Jack Jones. A cowboy from hell. I was born on a cool December night at 6am. Grew up in a good home with good parents. It was a simple life, at times hard. But it was a good life all in all. My pa died when I was still young. Now all these years later I barely remember him. It kinda makes me sad. My ma she raised me on her own, kept the farm going pretty much on her own till I came of age. I was home schooled till I was 12. So I didnt have any friends, by the time I went to middle school it was a little late, some knew of me but most didnt. So by that age you either had your friends or you were like me and you didnt.
Now the reason I am going through this is to let you know that I am a real person, not some lame character that thinks its cool to still be living in 1990. Slayer? Who the heck still listens to slayer? 40 year old men who living in the basement of their parents house?
Anyway back to my intro. So there I was going along ok, till my ma meets a weird man. They get married, we all live together and it turns out he was pretty good. A decent guy. But he had trouble letting people in. He loved my mother and me I am sure but kept us at arms length. He called me son, and I called him dad, but never pa. And we were happy for a while, but most things never last, all things come to an end, and so did they. They seperated and it was tough. But my ma let me still be part of his life and vice versa, she thought it was important to have a male figure in my life. She did right by us. I was greatful. Then he died, and I was alone again.
I think I'll stop there for now.
First I will address Louis Cypher. I dont know what rock Harold found you under, but maybe its best you go back. You are tacky and cliché and I havent seen such a horrible gimmick in most of my life, maybe you were big back in the days before I was born, but you are out of time and out of place, much like me back in the day.
(sigh)
OK I guess maybe I should listen to my own past. Fine Cypher you can stay, but for the love of god, speak like a regular human and not some knock off of whatever movie you got your character from. Please.
Next there is Mason Randal. Wow you are a bigger disappoinment than Mr. Amazing. Show something, be something, do something. Are you a man or just a soft ball of yarn? Maybe you should weave a sweater? You'll probably be better at that than wrestling.
Fade to light
Now the reason I am going through this is to let you know that I am a real person, not some lame character that thinks its cool to still be living in 1990. Slayer? Who the heck still listens to slayer? 40 year old men who living in the basement of their parents house?
Anyway back to my intro. So there I was going along ok, till my ma meets a weird man. They get married, we all live together and it turns out he was pretty good. A decent guy. But he had trouble letting people in. He loved my mother and me I am sure but kept us at arms length. He called me son, and I called him dad, but never pa. And we were happy for a while, but most things never last, all things come to an end, and so did they. They seperated and it was tough. But my ma let me still be part of his life and vice versa, she thought it was important to have a male figure in my life. She did right by us. I was greatful. Then he died, and I was alone again.
I think I'll stop there for now.
First I will address Louis Cypher. I dont know what rock Harold found you under, but maybe its best you go back. You are tacky and cliché and I havent seen such a horrible gimmick in most of my life, maybe you were big back in the days before I was born, but you are out of time and out of place, much like me back in the day.
(sigh)
OK I guess maybe I should listen to my own past. Fine Cypher you can stay, but for the love of god, speak like a regular human and not some knock off of whatever movie you got your character from. Please.
Next there is Mason Randal. Wow you are a bigger disappoinment than Mr. Amazing. Show something, be something, do something. Are you a man or just a soft ball of yarn? Maybe you should weave a sweater? You'll probably be better at that than wrestling.
Fade to light
