bendersama

Yup so, I'm a wierd kinda guy. I had for a week straight a "feeling to go to the butthole of Illinois (Rockford),to see a person I really don't care for....My dad. Now before some of you readers roll your eyes thinking, fathers and son really don't get along, it's alot worse than that...nuff said. So cut to, now a week later and he had a stroke....sounding like a retard with shit in his mouth, and walking around like the town drunk. Why did I see him then, cause it turns out no other kid of his blood went to visit, short of his bitch of a wife Kathy, who by her good graces and the help of her kids, kicked me out of my own house (Eden if you will).

I finish up this entry by sayin
"Hey greg?"
"What Bender."
"You know whats odd?"
"What's thaty."
"There's two paths a man will follow, what is good and what is right..."
"Yeah..."
"Every time I want to be an ass or selfish and choose what's good...for me, I get put back on the path that's right"
"That why you couldn't tell him off once and for all?"
"Yup...."
"Yup...."
"If ever in my life I could take that 67 year old fuck it would have been then, you know that right...hee heh heh"
"Hahaha oh yeah he was on his last leg hahaha"
"Literaly!....*sigh* that s.o.b."