I was bored today so I decided to go to my parents to enjoy a nice meal. Little did I know that they would be having company over. Being a pastors son I know how to work all sorts of dinners potlucks etc. This one meal really took the cake in my opinion. The guests were a previous meth head my parents counseled in Vincennes and his family.
I was one one end of the table and going counter clockwise from me was my little brother Noah, my mother, meth heads mother, my dad, meth head, meth heads aunt, and meth heads daughter. First off meth heads daughter was fugly, with the weirdest tattoo I have ever seen. Now I do not fully understand the appeal of tattoos but this one took the cake, it was a red medical cross with type one diabetes in a circle around it. It was in a very fancy cursive font normally reserved for mothers tattooing their kids names on them. Her body was also in the rare square type... she reminded me of Spongebob square pants. She also was rubbing my leg with her foot...I then started to ignore her. She then proceeded to tell me stories about anything and everything, even though I was not responding or looking at her. She then tried to get my attention by mentioning that she turns 18 in a week, I could see her winking at me in the corner of my eye as she told me that.
Meth heads aunt was talking about the Taliban and how much they hate our freedom the entire meal.
Meth head himself was talking to the wall about his travels as a truck driver... He might of been talking to one of us but none of us were paying any attention so I don't know.
Meth heads mom decided to tell us the history of Jack London and the books he has written. She talked about him like they were teenage lovers. She also told stories of how her father drowned. During desert her and my father had a "who takes more medication" pissing contest. I'm not sure who won really, my money is on the drug companies.
Out of all the people I could've seen from Vincennes it had to be a meth head and his weird family.
Monday, August 9, 2010
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