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Here is what I know:
If I hadn't the good fortune to be the son of my parents I would have been more than happy to F up my life in glorious splendor. There is no Head Start Program, no government sponsored program that could have reigned in my idiotcracy. None.
My interests centered on sports and the womins (sic), with some pot for spice...given no boundaries, I would have splashed in a fetid pool of failure at, say, 19.
But Bob and Arden had different plans. Parents.
They demanded, I fought. They demanded more, the velvet hammer.
Parent(s), engaged, is the only answer. Simple.
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1996 FJ80.
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