Assuredly it isn't.
I kinda don't have a life. Kinda.
Dad's a handful. ( Thank god
Tehvul is not around. He super
)
Like just now, me younger bro. ( Think "Sid" from Tom Sawyer ) come over.
How come Dad doesn't have nice clothes? >
( he does )
Look at the way this house is .......
He ... "You know, you can be reported to Adult Protection services" >
Have you taken him to the Dr.
Me. "Look, you are
NOT my inquisitor!
You don't
KNOW how he is."
Adult Protective Services?
Please call them...... I dare you.
They have been over 3 times. ( They have told me .... He's quite feisty)
He ... "They've been over already? How many times?
Who called them.
You don't do nothing."
Me .... "I am glad you are taking an interest, I welcome it.
It would be wonderful if you would step up and watch over him
for a week or two."
See, Mofo waits till I conk out .
And the VANDELS are loose!
Last night.... he fucked up the handle on the commode.
He couldn't get the tank top off. I used Gorilla tape to prevent him.
I fixed the kitchen window screen last night.
( from the inside..... Take off the burglar bars by my self???)
He ripped it .... to shoo the flies out. He leaves doors open.
So "punk ass Roy" bitching.....
I guess it would be kinda nice ..... to not have to be on continuous
overwatch.
See I took him to the DR. (Got him antibiotics anna "sleep aids.)
He hurt his big toe nail ( kicking the doors about a month ago)
In the middle of the night
I sez to dem maybe he has a mild form of DEMENTIA ?
I detect no symptoms of "old timers" ( Like whadda I know. )
They q's him ....... no convers. onna that subj.
Pop's bored. Fucks up things.
Gets mad anna tells me
"Get the fuck outta my house. I can do what the hell I want.
I'm gonna call the police on you and force you out."
I pick up phone, call
PoPo .... anna tells him.....
"Go for it"
He looks at me anna hangs up the ph.
Da popo used to drive by during "dog watch" anna told his monkey ass to get inside.
Nah boy, yer life's not so bad.
Given the circumstances .... mine's not that that bad.
Got's food to eat, place to stay, a lil truck,money to manage.
My mommy anna my daddy love me.
Angie gone > Yeah, she loves me. She called me tday. Just to talk.
But da dope???
She toooooooo far gone.
I told her, "I have done all I can , no more... the rest is up to you."
Anna less see iffa Roy takes Da to the Fam. BBQ
Dat wey I can repair some things undisturbed.
Oh yeah, I gave up
"Ho'ing"
I hope I have a "solitary" quiet father's day. ....
FAT fuck Roy How
I'd LOVE to beat his ass.
So concerned, ....
he used to be over almost every week,
till
I Shut da bank onna hiz fat ass.
Joe Louis too.
But Margie, I cut some slack. ( She used to [allow] mommy to live with her.)
She dinna wants to admit it, but she took financial advantage o mommy.
Change her rent, Lotsa shit ... oh well .... never mind.
Things are getting better for me.
Not much of a life ..... but .....
I
kanna unnersten why my
fool boy has
EVEN any inkling to spend precious moments of life regarding me?
Guys, those of you
so impacted..... " HAPPY FATHER'S DAY"