Blind
Only Settle for Victory
Originally posted by NiñoAraña
thinking of picking it up..... 😆
Well it isn't easy. There's so much... stuff to go through to get this way. Like, a healthy dose of clown fear (which you have to overcome in a way that I can only describe as sticky, and highly recommend you take a Louisville Slugger with you, the violin does NOT work the same way, and shatters too easily), countless hours spent playing the original Super Mario Bros. on NES and never beating it, despite having every cheat code available, and last, but not least, be born with a beautiful, pure sense of humor you inherit from your parents, only to have it shattered and contorted into the monster it has become by a weird old man you affectionately refer to as "Grandpa," who somehow got the mother of your father to marry him and produce more spawn, and calls you every day after school to ask if you would like to come watch the Friday Night Fights with him, after, of course, watching the "Four Old Whores" which is his name for the Golden Girls reruns on Lifetime.
Yeah, just your typical, Southern Illinois childhood.
Edit: My Grandpa is my kind of hero.