It's funny. When I think back to childhood situations A lot of them revolve around a girl. Or two. I was a little horndog. No, I wasn’t running around grabbing pre-pubescent titties or anything. But I was never the "Ew, girls!" type of kid. I had crushes on girls ever since I can remember. And I was always willing to do silly shit to impress them. Did it work? No. Would I do it all again? Yes. Well, except for some things.
There was this girl I had a huge crush on named Patrell. She had a big ass head but I didn’t care. She was mildly attractive to other dudes on the street. But no one was fighting over her. In my head she liked me but couldn't figure out how to let me know.
Anyway, I thought I would prove to her how bad ass I was by sliding off my uncles doghouse. Yeah. Because drug addicts have been known for their amazing construction skills for centuries.
