Okay, so my Mom used to host Bunco Night at her house once a month. My Dad didn't wanna have anything to do with a bunch of crazy women screaming and kacklin' until the late hours 'cause he had to work the next morning early. So, he would take me and my brother to the movies whenever Mom was hosting Bunco and we would have a kickass time. Those are some fond memories that I will never forget! I never had A.D.D. I was just always jacked up on sugar from the Slurpy's and the Candy Cigarettes. Thanks Dad! You rule! I love you man!
What a blast! Fast food, doughnuts, candy, cokes and all the things that get kids climbing the walls on a spun-out sugar high. At 12 years old, I could've built a house from scratch. Ground up.
Anyways, he used to take us boys to the movies when he wanted to get the hell out of the house. Commando, Platoon, Used Cars, and so many more that I can't even remember.
This one sticks with me and always will... (even though back then there was no "PG-13" bullshit!)
When we were in the theater I was glued to the screen and paying attention. There was no way you could take my attention away from this no matter what you tried... Dad's farts may have broke my attention for a moment (and made me laugh), but I was stuck on this shit, and lovin' it!
And I still am.
I love you Dad!