the rest of us…

they still make T-Birds…

don’t know pop…

knew a guy long time ago…he had himself a white T-Bird…thought he was hot shit…

that so…

he was a golfer…tried to be a golfer…had to give it up and get a real job like the rest of us…his dad made him…

huh…

momma gave him everything…divorced couple…still lived together…damndest thing…dad tried to make ’em a man an’ every step forward was two steps back with his mom holding the reigns…

really…

but he thought he was really somethin’ with that T-Bird…came from money…never had it like the rest of us…

how’s that…

you know…hard times…

I see…

really thought he was somethin’…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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