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My earliest memories of you are leaving to work somewhere else and coming home again, drunk. Passing out in the bathtub, fully clothed and mom screaming. Drink to your hearts content. We’re not fools. Cherubs in witches hats, candy, and cartoon characters knocking down the door. Finally, our cries are heard and ‘round the neighborhood we go. Rosy cheeks and toothy grins we are oblivious. Later, still superheroes eating candy still not separated, you hulk smash the door and swoop us into the air. Your breath smells of hops and chewing gum. One look at mom, who’s long given up screaming (much) and my baby-faced brother and I know bedtime is coming early tonight. Time for toothbrushes, teddy bears and silence strong enough to shatter glass.
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Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 3:07 PM UTC
Happy Fathers Day
My earliest memories of you are leaving to work somewhere else and coming home again, drunk. Passing out in the bathtub, fully clothed and mom screaming. Drink to your hearts content. We’re not fools. Cherubs in witches hats, candy, and cartoon characters knocking down the door. Finally, our cries are heard and ‘round the neighborhood we go. Rosy cheeks and toothy grins we are oblivious. Later, still superheroes eating candy still not separated, you hulk smash the door and swoop us into the air. Your breath smells of hops and chewing gum. One look at mom, who’s long given up screaming (much) and my baby-faced brother and I know bedtime is coming early tonight. Time for toothbrushes, teddy bears and silence strong enough to shatter glass.
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Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 3:07 PM UTC
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