JoeWolf gathers his clothes out from the dryer. He lived in a duplex with a shared laundry room. Up side was not having to go to a laundromat. The down side was when your you end up with another person's underwear in with your clothes. JoeWolf roles his eyes as he pulls out the huge pair of pink striped boxers with his own close. They were not his, he would not wear something so LARGE! "Great, got that old fatties underwear mixed in with my clothes again." he mutters planning to just toss the in the trash. Before he did, he pauses thinking he herd something and as he tries to listen he puts the huge boxers in his laundry basket. He shrugs as he picks up his basket walking out. JoeWolf the next morning wakes and roles out of bed, feeling stiff and sore. His underwear felt tighter too. He walks into his bathroom and when he sees his reflection he looks shocked "Wait, are those gray hairs?" Latter on in the day, JoeWolf heads to the kitchen craving a sandwich. It was strange. He was not sure of what was coming over him, but he had a craving for a nice Liverwurst sandwich with mustard, onions, pickles, cucumbers and topped with a olive. Strange he hated nearly every thing in it but he now craved this old fashioned sandwich. Strange that he had the stuff for it. As he looks as his lunch he did not notice the changes around him as he mutters "Mmmm this looks good" But as he looks over his sandwich more changes were happening around him. His modern kitchen was changing around him. the white cabinets going from smooth white to brown wooden. the appliances becoming avocado green. By the late afternoon JoeWolf was sitting on his sofa, it had seen better days like himself.... wait.... But just then his show came back on the old floor tv and JoeWolf watches finding it harder then normal to watch. "Damn where are my glasses. I can't see what's on the tube" JoeWolf takes another bite of his burrito snack. As he eats he still had not seen how much he had grown or how much older he was getting. JoeWolf waddles down the hall, wearing a tank top and a pair of Pink Striped Boxers, he walks with his basket of clothes into the laundry room where his finds his neighbor sitting on a stool while he waits for the dryer to finish. A grin forms on the old white wolfs face as he sees JoeWolf enter "Oh Hello, did not know another older man lived here besides me..." he then pauses and smirks as he sees what JoeWolf was wearing "You know I used to have a pair of boxers just like that" JoeWolf looks down over his massive gut "Oh these old things? Must of been a mix up" he says embarrassed of this fact but glad he was not the only large man living here. "Oh don't be too sure of that hehe" Pa Wolf thinks as the two strike up a conversation of shows they liked. How things were back in their day and of how rude young people were and how they wished that only older people like them lived at this place...