with all the vices in the world i'm grateful that my parents aren't brewing meth in the kitchen like many other middle class peeps (oh wait that might just be the zion-like people in utah)
BUT... since i've been home for thanksgiving i was reminded of my father's addiction to coke. yesterday i found 15 cases of 12 packs in the back of his truck when we were throwing the bagged leaves there. he claimed they were on sale and wanted to get a good price. even worse they were probably on sale at the whore (walmart) but regardless...
as i began bringing them inside i already saw a stack of 12 packs in the kitchen
then i was on the prowl and discovered more in the house disgusted, i decided to add up all the cans of coke in our house and counted over 450. i would say that's an addiction.
some of them were even in hidden places.
what i think is funny is how he is so displeased dentist bill and why he doesn't have enough money to go to hawaii
years ago i received a scholarship from coca-cola when i graduated high school, i thought it was because of all my hardwork and good grades... little did i know, i probably would've had that same amount of money from my father's consumption of coca-cola in a few months
love you dad!