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It was around 2 am when her drunken daddy decided to pull into the driveway, belligerent and spoiling for a confrontation. Well, I would like to say that I hung around and handled him the best I could, but true history tells a dramatically different story. I launched myself out of the third story bedroom window, only to land face first on the garden walkway. I broke my jaw in three places, and had to have a splint on my member for 6 weeks. Thanks "pops". |