,,,, I had to watch Lawrence Welk as a kid.
My dweeb stepdad was related to one of the guys on the Lawrence Welk show.
He was a Quaker. And my sis and I were reminders of our mom having banged a good lookin dude before his fat wimp azz came into the picture.
Non violent, conscientious objector, but beat on my ass all the time (til I fought back).
Never liked the mofugga.
He ded now. Good riddance. Mom seemed clueless (lazy). She built a new house about 7 yrs ago. I aint seen it yet.
I went to school, was an indentured servant, did all the yard work. Was basically a slave. I left and my 1/2 brother got a rider mower, power weed whacker and bush trimmer.
Amazing.
I don't like him either, condescending prick like his dad. Eh, I have more college than anybody else in my fam and am the poorest fugger.
But I don't kiss ass or suck deke or play golf.
I kill [bleep] and grill it. Suits me fine.
Being the smallest kid in a school of over 3K, and half of em bused in groids from down town, yeah, jr/sr high sucked. Of course I grew right after HS.
No reunions either. Fuggem.
Glad that [bleep] was over.
