The fucked up part being. My parents, especially my father, made off with $20,000 of money that was supposed to be for my college fund. Fucking bartabs man, the man had an endless gut for booze. Now hes a fucking Elvis impersonator. Not making this shit up.
Alcoholism on Friday and Saturday evenings, stumble in at 3A, pass out, Football (ALWAYS!) on Sundays unless its the off season. I would be lucky to get any tele time on Sunday. Goodness forbid the game ran over. American Football is a cult, you can't change my mind on that.