My boss rips me off $6,000, I pull a gun to get my $,smart?

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  • flutterhigh
    12 years ago | pl

    D... Dad? Is that... I just--

    Why did you leave? Why did you leave me sitting under that Christmas tree, waiting for you to get back from 7-11 to bring my yearly Christmas Slim Jim? I could still smell your whiskey stench when I realized you weren't coming back; I could still feel your spit splatter my face as you yelled incoherent obscenities at me, and yet at that moment it felt as though you were already miles away, your arms drooped over two drunk Chinese hookers like you always said you dreamed of. I don't resent you Dad. I forgive every last punch, every cigar burn on my scalp...

    I'll forgive it all if you'll just see me one last time before I die.

    I was diagnosed with cancer three years ago - the doctors suspect a tumor started to emerge where you violently buttraped me as a child. But I can't afford treatment. I can't do anything about my ass cancer. I'm going to die.

    I don't blame you Dad. Just come back. Once. I love you.

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