I am now the lone wolf of this tripod out stalking his prey and looking for a new pack to run with. Peter Pan has grown and shall never come back to Neverland -- were there enough metaphors in that paragraph for you?
You ask why I pine poetically? I shall tell you, Matt was married on May 27th, and now Henry was married just two short weeks later (my Mother has a cruel joke she throws out to me, perhaps I will share it one day). They are out of the wild, now they must live vicariously through me... Yet they found women who compliment them in those special ways that people need and that they conversely compliment as well.
Too bad we did not make the bet that they did in the movie “Tomcats”, even though it would only have had $500 total in it. It was expected, nay, foreseen by them that I would end up some how being the first to go. HOWEVA, Matt was #1 on hit list, followed by Henry who no one thought would ever be tamed. I shall look at Henry in a few years as the lion in the zoo. You know the one, he is the one who when you gaze into his eyes he remembers how it felt to catch his food in the wild... to run through the savannah in Africa and to rule the wild. Now he is a caged beast, a shell of himself. Matt lost that wild fire years ago...
On an unrelated note, it is now football season; I am watching the Hall of Fame Game live from Canton, Ohio.
Sincerely, the Lone Wolf
Up next time on EPS Knows… How to be a solid Wingman, unlike our boy Henry or a perhaps a story of some of the off kilter women I have come across in my years.
And coming in the end of August, EPS' adventures to Richmond. And November sweeps will include Fantasy Fest items.
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