Posted by partlycloudy on September 8, 2004, at 18:35:14
In reply to daddies » antigua, posted by justyourlaugh on September 8, 2004, at 17:05:16
That was my daddy too. He would only come to my defense from my siblings when he was plastered. When I learned how to drive, he was elated - he had me drop him off at an exotic bar, then come back to get him several hours later. I remember sitting in one place with my back to the stage so I wouldn't see anything, and drinking Brown Cows. Then a lady with pasties on her breasts came over and asked my dad if this was the daughter he always raved about. It made me so proud in an incredibly sick way.
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