In case you don't know, my dad's an asshole.
I don't understand how he's regressed into the intolerable douchebag he is 88% of the time. Man. One can't even try to have fun with him. He is one miserable, miserable person. Thankfully, he never acted like how he does now when I was a kid, but he still had his moments. I distinctly remember asking my mom multiple times as I grew up if he was in fact my dad. heh
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I don't understand how he's regressed into the intolerable douchebag he is 88% of the time. Man. One can't even try to have fun with him. He is one miserable, miserable person. Thankfully, he never acted like how he does now when I was a kid, but he still had his moments. I distinctly remember asking my mom multiple times as I grew up if he was in fact my dad. heh
TANGENT!
Blaming dad's behavior on his German genes is no longer a viable option. He has some deep-seated issues and it scares me. Not hanging around him scary, but knowing that half of his genes are inside me scary. What if this shit is hereditary??? I know if properly instigated, I can have a fiery temper and seldom can come to blows. Yet I've always been able to control it. The only times I ever get violent is if family or friends are being threatened by others AND no other means to alleviate the situation worked.
Anyways, long story short, Father's Day sucked.
There is a bright side to this blog, however!
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nixon:
I'm holding out for Hell Boy 2.
rydell:
hey hey whats new?