I once got stung by a bee.
I used to love to get soaked by sprinklers.
Never shot a bird with my bb gun.
I shot raccoons in my attic with steel darts, though. They stayed anyway.



I missed out on the Big Wheel. I had a nice red metal tricycle, though.



According to mommy he did, but she only talked about it after they were divorced. And, my brother and I don't remember any violence toward her at all.

I wrote poems declaring and detailing my unbridled hatred of God for his murder of my grandma.

I was resentful of NOT being on the free hot lunch program. My mom's lunches SUCKED!! Dry sandwiches!! And, never even a descent cookie! Those fuckers got dessert every day!!