After my parents split up in my mid teens I sort of drifted away from my dad, not that I can recall doing very many father/son activities with him - as far as I can tell we share a sexual addiction, his is clothed in a more socially acceptable guise whereas mine is more turned inward. That's probably due to me being resentful toward him for not staying faithful to my mom and the way he rode my tail when he was in the picture. I believe what pissed him off toward me was my tendency to 'pull his covers' in the form of innocent questions - once he wanted to get a good price on car upholstery to correct his failed attempt, he told the shop "The guy who put this in" and I asked "What guy was that?" when I had been standing by watching him try to install the carpet himself
Even though the lesson there was probably the necessity of learning to lie, I still suck at it
And I think even today I'm still trying to punish him for his undeserved anger towards me
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Let's go on out and take a moped ride, and all your friends will thing your brain is fried, but you can't live your life too dirty, 'cause in the the end you're born to go 30