Monday, October 26, 2009
Go directly to jail, do not pass go
I cannot think of many things worse than looking at your son through a plate glass window while talking to him on a phone during a brief 30 minute visit at the jail that he will call home for the next five months at a minimum. His friend’s girlfriend accompanied me on the visit and I also was subjected to their flirtations and innuendo swirling around the obvious affair they were engaged in. The whole situation makes me ill. He clearly has no regard for the rules about not fucking your friend’s girlfriend although he clearly won't be doing any actual fucking for a while. This is just the icing on a huge friggin shit cake. Fuck me...
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