When I was a Kid Part XVII (the sequel)

I was pretty much a miserable kid. My son sleeps next to me but in him I see our DNA. He's as skinny and miserable as I was when I was his age. Parents can be mean, even when they don't mean to be.

They abandoned me at boarding school in England and I had no choice, pal, no choice. Bye-bye, Nicky boy, guess who's going to abuse your ass today? D'you like English food? Because you're going to have it RAMMED UP YOUR FUCKING ASS. Oh, what, kippers and porridge don't agree with your sorry tired little ass? well guess what. FUCK YOU.

And I feel the same about my sorry son and the position he's been put in in Japan. You know how life goes in Japan? Do you KNOW HOW LIFE GOES IN JAPAN??

Fuck you. Shut up. Sit down. Fuck you. SIT THE FUCK DOWN, ASSHOLE.

THAT is how life goes in Japan.

And come to think of it, that's the way life went in the U of K, almost identical.

I just wanted so much better for Taishi . . .