Well I’ve got 2 very alive parents and divorced parents
Mum’s basically a full blown alcoholic and dads basicaly got no cock. It seems that mum has 2 fucking wines and she becomes the most abusive bitch on the planet and shes full prepared to break a fucking spoon over my leg and when i shut the door on her arm when she puts it in there I get the fucking blame. I don’t live with her now anyway. When I was 14 she came into my fucking room while i was sleeping and hit me with a fucking baseball bat. You wanna know how much that shit hurts….go try it on urself sometime. Remember to go to the emergency room to check you havn’t go internal bleeding.
My dad what can I say. Hes a nice guy. He does his best to impress his peers and do well at his job well doing his best to bring me up to be a respectable son. I gotta thank him for doing a more than reasonable job. Providng me with a good education, helping me pursue sports and actively helping me in othwr problems.
The biggest problem with my dad that is he’s a pushover when it comes to women. What they want they get. When my parents spit in 2003 i moved back to my home city of Auckland and he remained in Nelson because he couldnt just leave his job. He started dating this fucking bitch Amanda Dick. She was 30 at the time. Fucking 18 years younger and it certainy showed. I got to see him once a month and every fucking time she was there on his arm dictating the events. My dads favourite trilogy is the matrix and when we went to see revolutions what happened? ”John this is boring. I wanna go home.” Whines amanda. So what happens? We go home 30 minutes in to the film, effectively wasting $30 and he’s OK with it. He wont shut up about the movie and he finally gets to see it and then he just leaves because she wants to. See what I mean? No dick whatsoever.
Lets jump ahead 9 months. Dads moved back to Christchurch and I’m living with him after the baseball incident with mum. Suddenly theres a ‘talk’ The ‘talk’ really means something shitty is about to happen and Im apparently going to benet from it. Bullshit! Then comes the announcement that Miss Dick will be moving in with us. I actually cried for the 1st time since I was 6. 8 years and i didnt shed a single fucking tear.
When she moved in with us we had to buy another fucking house because our current house wans’t big enough. She began labelling food. She began buying expensive things for herself yet she didn’t have a job. She blew the fuse box. Crashed the the car into the garage door and got sacked for her only job after 3 shifts of selling light fixtures. Eventually she began drinking and it was mum all over agin. One night shes fucking interrogating me and I basically said ”Fuck off u freeloader” we don’t like you so fuck off. The next day I got grounded for 2 months by my dad who said I was very disrespectful to a woman whos been nothing but nice. An hour later I find her searching my room cause she thinks I stole something from her drawer. So much for that claim.
The next week dad say we have to have another ‘talk.’ While sitting in the lounge they announce thier plans to bear children and I honestly laughed so hard I cried. When I relased they were serious i relealised the need for action to prevent the tradgedy of a child of her dna coming into our world. ”Are u pregnant or are you going to start trying?” ”We’re going to start trying.” ”Right….No your not. If you do You wull never see me again.” I then requested amanda leave them room and I dumptrucked my dad on the living room floor and kicked him as hard as possible so his understood how furious I was. Then suddenly something clicked in his mind that something was wrong and Amanda Dick moved out a week later. She lives in Ireland now.