Poignantly Short And Awesomely Awkward Childhood Memory
September 21, 2011 | No Comments » | Topics: Uncategorized
Watching football. Maybe 12 years old. Friends house.
Friends dad walks down stairs with only whitey tightys on. Fairly overweight.
Walks right past us to kitchen. Makes some food. Brings back upstairs. No words spoken.
“Your dad doesn’t give a shit anymore does he?”
“Nope.”
Continue watching football.
