daoffshoreman
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this is a true story.
once upon a time there was a a kid. he was barely one year old and he had better speech than his idiot three year old cousins. he was in his aunties house with his dad, listening to his dad get harrased by his asshole aunts and his mom. just the usual. he spent a few more months like this before he went away from his aunties house far away from that idiotically hot and dry place called karachi. then he went to a nice house with his idiot parents. his dad bitched about his grandparents constantly unless the cooking shows were on. his dad was pretty good at cooking. every night for the time he was living there his mom would come home and yell at his dad for not cleaning up his toys. then he would have dinner and go to bed. actually, his mom would try to shove food down him he couldnt eat because he had a problem with the foods texture and was yelled at for throwing it up. his dad yelled at his mom for being such an asshole to him, then, when he was about three he got a sister. his "friends" at the time were real sexist assholes and would taunt his sister sometimes and his dad would blame it on him because he didnt know how to stop them. he was too scared to do anything. so his dad would yell at him saying he was sexist and then he hid in his bed immideately after dinner. he grew closer to his mom because she liked to brag about her ingenious young son. then he moved again because his dad was swindeled out of his own money his parents owed him so tey couldnt keep the house. the same shit came from both of his parents after they had moved and then he went to first grade. his teacher made him the class scapegoat and his dad got mad at her and the stupid office who tried to make him cry or something because he was late all the time because his asshole dad woke up too late. so then his dad did something good for him: he kicked the principals ass(verbally) and made them stop preying on the poor kid. so then he(the kid) got a few good teachers, things were good, except for his asshole parents who only loved him for sticking up for himself and getting good grades. then after some shit with a private school they left him in for about two years before they realized it was a buncho of bullshit and then brilliantly transferred him unknowingly to a fascist manifesto middle school where most of the kids were MILITARY RESERVE BRATS. you can imagine the beating he took from everywhere he ****ing went. sounds fun, doesnt it? anyway, he figured out how to out-argue the assholes who were screwing him over, no thanks to his idiot parents who told him the were going to do something about it but NEVER DID. and then he finished middle school with some actually good friends that he met out of pure luck and the satisfaction of giving at least some of the assholes who had made his life hell some of their own hell back. yeah.
Z END?
once upon a time there was a a kid. he was barely one year old and he had better speech than his idiot three year old cousins. he was in his aunties house with his dad, listening to his dad get harrased by his asshole aunts and his mom. just the usual. he spent a few more months like this before he went away from his aunties house far away from that idiotically hot and dry place called karachi. then he went to a nice house with his idiot parents. his dad bitched about his grandparents constantly unless the cooking shows were on. his dad was pretty good at cooking. every night for the time he was living there his mom would come home and yell at his dad for not cleaning up his toys. then he would have dinner and go to bed. actually, his mom would try to shove food down him he couldnt eat because he had a problem with the foods texture and was yelled at for throwing it up. his dad yelled at his mom for being such an asshole to him, then, when he was about three he got a sister. his "friends" at the time were real sexist assholes and would taunt his sister sometimes and his dad would blame it on him because he didnt know how to stop them. he was too scared to do anything. so his dad would yell at him saying he was sexist and then he hid in his bed immideately after dinner. he grew closer to his mom because she liked to brag about her ingenious young son. then he moved again because his dad was swindeled out of his own money his parents owed him so tey couldnt keep the house. the same shit came from both of his parents after they had moved and then he went to first grade. his teacher made him the class scapegoat and his dad got mad at her and the stupid office who tried to make him cry or something because he was late all the time because his asshole dad woke up too late. so then his dad did something good for him: he kicked the principals ass(verbally) and made them stop preying on the poor kid. so then he(the kid) got a few good teachers, things were good, except for his asshole parents who only loved him for sticking up for himself and getting good grades. then after some shit with a private school they left him in for about two years before they realized it was a buncho of bullshit and then brilliantly transferred him unknowingly to a fascist manifesto middle school where most of the kids were MILITARY RESERVE BRATS. you can imagine the beating he took from everywhere he ****ing went. sounds fun, doesnt it? anyway, he figured out how to out-argue the assholes who were screwing him over, no thanks to his idiot parents who told him the were going to do something about it but NEVER DID. and then he finished middle school with some actually good friends that he met out of pure luck and the satisfaction of giving at least some of the assholes who had made his life hell some of their own hell back. yeah.
Z END?
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