All day every day. My dad was a construction worker and would only have a use for books if he needed to start a fire. I won’t try to bend the three braincells that somehow survived a lifetime of alcoholism into shape.
On his tombstone it shall say “he died as he lived, an idiot.”
All day every day. My dad was a construction worker and would only have a use for books if he needed to start a fire. I won’t try to bend the three braincells that somehow survived a lifetime of alcoholism into shape.
On his tombstone it shall say “he died as he lived, an idiot.”
“We didn’t have ‘neurodivergent’ people when i was young” he said, cradling his beer bottle.