Hello!
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"What?! Stop the formalities just freaking post about it!"
Relax, all in due time. It's amazing what drugs do to your brain, I'm currently dosed off on medicine that gave me flashbacks when I was a child.
Impressive the things kids find in different rooms of different houses, I basically have 2 vivid memories of 2 events where I found something that I wasn't supposed to find. In both cases I was too young to know what the hell they were, thank God for older brothers.
On the first event I found a whole bunch of rolled up cigarettes that to me look like firecrackers, I wanted to light one up to see what happened. But my older brother being wiser and much smarter said no and he took them to my aunt, she didn't say much but next day the male servant of the house had disappeared. I found out later that what we had found was marijuana cigarettes and my aunt had accused the servant of being the possessor of these things. She obviously took him to jail where they shaved his head and severely beat him up. With time it was found out that it was my cousins who were the possessors of the cigarettes.
The second one happened here in Canada, needless to say that my mother and father had broken up ever since they came to Canada. He would sleep in his own room and my mother would go to her boyfriends house to spend the night there. So it wasn't a tool that they were using together, but rather my father was using it... I say using it because I dare not imagine somebody using it on him. But how I came into possession of is the true story. I was playing with my older brother in my father's room when suddenly I bumped into something that was inside a plastic bag. What's a kid to do? I open the bag and lo and behold there was this giant thing that I thought was an exercise tool, once again my older and wiser brother took it to my mother where she had a healthy laugh. Later it was told to us that my father was keeping this for a friend, with time my older brother or my mother, I really don't remember, told me what I had found...eewww.... and I held this in my hands?!? God, parents are sick!
Both of these are true stories that I remembered thanks to the cold medicine...
Take care yourself people!
- "Whoa! You've got some sick dad dude!"
