He was your typical every day dude from Cincinnati. What you see is what you basically get unless he got pissed off. Then the lunatic came out.

Jon: "So, what's your story, Miss Diamond Dust?"

Roxy: "Well, my name is Roxanne Rodriguez and I'm 22. I grew up in Lansing, Michigan and I met Jessica at Michigan State along with Madison. They were the only two women I knew who were majoring to be professional wrestlers and we just sort of hit it off and started hanging out and talking. Once I find a bond with two people like that you tend to hang on to it. So, we started traveling to different gigs together and got a place together. I also majored in Drama. I had this back dream if you will to become a movie star and move to Hollywood to be an actress."

Jon: "Oh, come on. Why the fuck would you want to move to California? That place is full of douche bag hypocrites. You're better off staying in Ohio. There are less assholes out here than in LA."

Roxy: "Yes. I realize how clique it sounds and I beg to differ on the less assholes part. Its equal parts asshole and douche out here. It's part of living in a big city. We'd say the same thing if we were in New York or Chicago too. I'm a bad ass at wrestling and my acing sucks. So, I stick to what I'm good at and that's wrestling and kicking men and woman's asses equally."

Jon: "Yeah. That's something I can get down with. Pro wrestling saved my life quite literally."

Roxy: "What's the story behind that?"

Jon: "It goes like this. My name is Jonathan Good and I am also 22 years old. I was born and raised right here in Cincinnati, Ohio. I've been on my own since I was 15 years old. Let's just say I had it rough growing up and leave it at that. My mother is an addict and a lesbian and my father left us. I never knew the guy, but I recently went looking for him and found out he's an extremely violent man and a few unpleasant words were exchanged. I never went back to see him and I never want to. I'm perfectly happy with my life right now without anyone in it. I've done well for myself on my own so far. I ran into a little bit of trouble awhile back and got mixed up with blow and pills. I hit rock bottom while I was wrestling in Puerto Rico. To make a long story short, the promoter for the company I worked for in Puerto Rico basically screwed me out of money and hung me out to dry. I went back to sending out my tapes and trying to get someone somewhere to recognize me and take me on. I was desperate to get the fuck out of there and I came back to the States and basically crashed. I felt like my life was over and I was going nowhere. Then out of the blue I get a phone call to come over here and wrestle for CZW and I jumped on it. I got myself healthy again and started hitting the weights and trying to get back the muscles I had before and I'm slowly but surely making a full recovery."

Roxy: "Congratulations on your sobriety. That's an awesome accomplishment. I'm proud of you."

Jon: "Thank you, darling. That means a lot coming from you. I have to admit something though."

Roxy: "What's that?"

Jon: "I love beer. I am a huge beer drinker and that's my one vice I still hold on to other then cigarettes."

Roxy: "As long as you don't take it to the extreme your all right."

Jon: "I will never take it to that extreme. I am not my mother and I never will be. I saw enough of that shit growing up. I couldn't wait to get my ass out of that house. As soon as I could, I ran out of there and moved in with the first friend who would have me."

Roxy: "That's pretty bad when you're running out of your own house because it's too bad to live in."