It's been close to ten years now. Ten damn years. It's hard to escape the past I guess. Too
bad I learned this the hard way. Let's see how can I catch you up to date on everything. I
guess I should do what my husband says and "cut the bullshit and start from the
beginning." So I guess I'm going to listen to my husband.
Just this once.
It started back when I was in college and Hunter was in wrestling. It's hard to keep a
relationship with someone who travels cross country with-in a matter of months. But we
stayed together. I stayed in Georgia. That's were I was going to college. It was a
wonderful little town. It was highly populated but on the outskirts of the town, it was
good old fashioned country setting.
I used to write hundreds of letters to Hunter, telling him about the tiny little town I had
wound up in. And when the WWF swept through Georgia, Hunter would always stop by
to visit me. I had rented out a small little cabin out in the country. Me and Hunter loved it.
It was a good thirty minute drive to the college, but you couldn't escape the view. I know
what you're thinking.
At least, I know what I think you should be thinking.
Hunter as a country boy? Well, it's true, there's a just something about being out in the
country. It's relaxing, it doesn't have all the hustle and bustle of everyday city life. So you
can escape and become your own person. But there is something I have learned. You can't
trust everyone.
Not by a long shot.
I was having trouble making payments on my cabin. I'm too stubborn to call my Superstar
boyfriend and say, "Hey, I bitched out my boss, got fired and now I'm about to lose my
cabin. Can I borrow a shitload of money from you, oh yeah I'll make you a great wife!"
Right.
I decided to go to one of my friends. And borrow four hundred bucks. Well he gave it to
me, and I learned a lesson. If you borrow money from someone, you better make damn
sure you can pay that person back quickly, and you better make sure that person isn't
crazy.
I wish I'd known about the last thing. Who would of thought that there'd be some crazy
psycho rednecks running around in the heart of the deep south.
Heh, and you'd think I'd be smarted since I was in college right? That's the same damn
thing Hunter said.
bad I learned this the hard way. Let's see how can I catch you up to date on everything. I
guess I should do what my husband says and "cut the bullshit and start from the
beginning." So I guess I'm going to listen to my husband.
Just this once.
It started back when I was in college and Hunter was in wrestling. It's hard to keep a
relationship with someone who travels cross country with-in a matter of months. But we
stayed together. I stayed in Georgia. That's were I was going to college. It was a
wonderful little town. It was highly populated but on the outskirts of the town, it was
good old fashioned country setting.
I used to write hundreds of letters to Hunter, telling him about the tiny little town I had
wound up in. And when the WWF swept through Georgia, Hunter would always stop by
to visit me. I had rented out a small little cabin out in the country. Me and Hunter loved it.
It was a good thirty minute drive to the college, but you couldn't escape the view. I know
what you're thinking.
At least, I know what I think you should be thinking.
Hunter as a country boy? Well, it's true, there's a just something about being out in the
country. It's relaxing, it doesn't have all the hustle and bustle of everyday city life. So you
can escape and become your own person. But there is something I have learned. You can't
trust everyone.
Not by a long shot.
I was having trouble making payments on my cabin. I'm too stubborn to call my Superstar
boyfriend and say, "Hey, I bitched out my boss, got fired and now I'm about to lose my
cabin. Can I borrow a shitload of money from you, oh yeah I'll make you a great wife!"
Right.
I decided to go to one of my friends. And borrow four hundred bucks. Well he gave it to
me, and I learned a lesson. If you borrow money from someone, you better make damn
sure you can pay that person back quickly, and you better make sure that person isn't
crazy.
I wish I'd known about the last thing. Who would of thought that there'd be some crazy
psycho rednecks running around in the heart of the deep south.
Heh, and you'd think I'd be smarted since I was in college right? That's the same damn
thing Hunter said.