The Only Thing Worse Than a Father


Is two of them.

Two cocksucking men either friends or fuck buddies brought their goddamn son right next to me yesterday. Let him play croquet right up against the tree which was my spot and stand beside me as if a little boy was exactly what I wanted anywhere goddamn around.

I don't blame the child. I blame the dads. It was their tactic to bother me in a they thought safe way. "We'll let our kid play around him so to distract and bug him. And he won't hurt it."

They were right. I wouldn't hurt it. I would hurt them. What I wanted to do was smash the nearest one in the face with my guitar. Then drag the other one away screaming by his ear so their son didn't grow up without a parent.

Instead I played my guitar with such grinding anger I nearly ripped the base string out of the neck.

They got the message.

I always check to see that a youngster's nearby parent isn't a girl before I get dangerous. If so I deal.

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