if he got lost on the way or something but i didn't really mind because i had multiple dads anyway. he wasn't gay or anything. it was just that my mom was already in an affair with a bunch of different guys at the time. they were all pretty cool. i learned a lot from them. one of 'em was kind of a big shot in the financial world. he always showed up at the house in a different luxury car so i asked him about what his job was and why he had so much money. he told me that he basically was part of a group of giant banks that collude with the government to illegally manipulate interest rates to keep the working class enslaved through crippling debt that's virtually impossible to settle. i was seven years old at the time i heard that story and was still into eating my own boogers but i knew that if i made a lot of money in the future, there was a chance my biological father would come crawling back so i can pay off all his gambling debts so the mob won't cut his legs off and beat him silly with them
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i've always admired my mother for being such a great provider but as a kid, i hardly knew anything about her work. she would always decline whenever i ask to take me with her to the office. she must've gotten tired of my persistence because on my 18th
birthday, i asked again and she said "alright, alright. get your coat". we drove to a place called "skidmark's" in a strange part of town i've never been to before. we went in and she told me to take a seat. she went over to the back and the lights started to dim. guns n' roses music suddenly start playing and i was surprised when my mom took the stage. i've never seen anything like it before. the way she took command of the weird metal bar oddly placed at the center was amazing. i don't know…
