Damn. Got emotional on that one. I missed out on band and plays. Cartoons? Never. I had to learn to use the vcr to even know what they were like. Sometimes I'd pretend to be sick so I could stay home and watch them. I loved it when Thanksgiving and Christmas came around so they'd show cartoons at night. Damn. Cable? F*ck no. I had to learn to steal it to even know what it was like. My best friend who taught me to play bass had to be given up because he was "bad association". I missed him so much. He cared about me unconditionally. It was great. He showed me my first porno. I regret that decision to this day, but I was being a good JW, right? I'll get a reward as I'm burying those that I love, right?
CHL (of still waters run deep/want my f*cking childhood back class)