I think of them as Curly, Moe and Larry. We've all been working together for between 20 and 25 years, and we know each other like our favorite books.
You need to have a reunion weekend... and set up video recording equipment. I promise not to show ANY of your wives any details of the "male bonding" experience...
Aaron, sadly, accepted a transfer to Orlando a few years ago (Happy hiking there, Einstein. How'd that big 100-foot gain day work out for ya? Cumulative, that is.), ... Terry still thinks fishing licenses are some wiseguy's form of a practical joke ("What's a brother gotta do to eat, dammit?!"), and to hear him relate his personal philosophy on the difference between whites and blacks - using a valley between two mountain ranges as the exemplary setting - is just side-splitting.
Everytime I think I've heard the last, my co-workers start looking at me like I've gone off the deep end... if I'm not careful the Deputies are going to show up with the love-me jacket in a few minutes here...
