Rakk, didn't you go to prison? Sounds like dad did a shit job.
My Dad raised me to be a completely respectable person. I made a conscious decision not to be. If I had it all to do over again, I would try to be just like him.
I went to prison for drugs. My Dad knows nothing about drugs or how to spot anything related to them.
It made it pretty easy to hide things from someone completely ignorant of drug-related things.
You guys can hate on my Dad all you want. He's always been there for me, but not been an enabler. (He let me sit in county for 8 months for court instead of giving in to his desire to bail me out, for instance.)
So keep typing on your keyboards at your house, and my Dad will still be living the dream life he's been working his ass off for.
I really don't think you want to turn another thread into a Rakk prison thread, do you?
My Dad rules. If I had to deal with myself as a son the way he did, I would've offed myself.
Hell, if I had to deal with half of you idiots as my son, I'd off myself.
ok give your dad a big hug today
We don't live near each other anymore, or else we'd be out eating steak and watching movies.