CelticBalla32
Basketball is back in Boston
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For me, of everything I remember it was probably "you are such a b*tch" or something like that. I apologize every time I say something like that to people (unless they did something terrible), especially my mother. She is a great person.
To my dad? Well, he is honestly an ***hole. But he does smoke weed, he is a complete loser when he drinks, he starts a fight with my step mom EVERY MORNING and EVERY NIGHT (if you think I'm exagurating, well, think again). Anyway, he used to always call me names, swear at me, tell me to never f*cking talk to him again, etc. All that good stuff. So one day, in front of his friends, I went nuts on him. I was like "wtf is your problem dad? Why do you treat people this way huh? You are a fu*kin loser, you dont give a damn about anyone else but yourself, you do nothing to be a good dad, you call your wife every fu*kin name in the book every morning, you are an ass. You are a f*cking woman abuser. Go smoke another bag of your weed, stfu, and stop talking to me that way! I'm your son, she is your wife. You talk this way to everyone, no wonder you resort to drugs to calm your ass down. Fck you. You are a loser and if you are going to talk that way to me I swear I will take you up on your offer and I will never call you again. how do you like it dad? do you like when people talk to you this way? F*ck you." Then I stormed out of the house.
You can call me whatever you want, but if you honestly knew my dad you would have given me a slap on the ass for confronting him.
You?
To my dad? Well, he is honestly an ***hole. But he does smoke weed, he is a complete loser when he drinks, he starts a fight with my step mom EVERY MORNING and EVERY NIGHT (if you think I'm exagurating, well, think again). Anyway, he used to always call me names, swear at me, tell me to never f*cking talk to him again, etc. All that good stuff. So one day, in front of his friends, I went nuts on him. I was like "wtf is your problem dad? Why do you treat people this way huh? You are a fu*kin loser, you dont give a damn about anyone else but yourself, you do nothing to be a good dad, you call your wife every fu*kin name in the book every morning, you are an ass. You are a f*cking woman abuser. Go smoke another bag of your weed, stfu, and stop talking to me that way! I'm your son, she is your wife. You talk this way to everyone, no wonder you resort to drugs to calm your ass down. Fck you. You are a loser and if you are going to talk that way to me I swear I will take you up on your offer and I will never call you again. how do you like it dad? do you like when people talk to you this way? F*ck you." Then I stormed out of the house.
You can call me whatever you want, but if you honestly knew my dad you would have given me a slap on the ass for confronting him.
You?
