John’s tunes could have changed the world, one day… Because they were self-declared brothers from other mothers, John respected Hunter’s humble writings as much as I-I mean Hunter (stupid third person perspective)-respected John’s musical magic. John excelled at creating music powerful enough to make angels weep and being the funniest asshole in Texas while Hunter dabbled-poorly, I might add-in his humble writings. These two boys-let’s call them Hunter and John-were all but inseparable. Well, at least for one of them, but I’ll get to that in a moment. It begins with two best friends who grew up together, breaking rules and raising hell as they shaped each other’s personalities into the shameless assholes they are today. Because there is a true story behind this…well…story. I’m also about to break the fourth wall…of your mindhole.
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