I was raised by a biker and the first joke my Dad ever told me was from an Easy Rider magazine. Anybody else fucked up in the head because of their parent(s)?
My dad was an alcoholic, druggie, biker, who was in Vietnam. He use to lay in the fields at night naked with his shot gun waiting for Charlie.
Is that normal?
Were you there that time when he thought my mom was sleeping with Carrie's boyfriend...I don't remember his name...he came down stairs naked with his shot gun and beat up my mom and ran us all off?
I went into Cambodia once. Which, apparently, is just on the other side of the fence at my dads house...lol. I should have never done that. That is where Charlie is!
I went into Cambodia once. Which, apparently, is just on the other side of the fence at my dads house...lol. I should have never done that. That is where Charlie is!
When I was here, I wanted to be there; when I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the jungle. I'm here a week now... waiting for a mission... getting softer; every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker, and every minute Charlie squats in the bush, he gets stronger. Each time I looked around, the walls moved in a little tighter.