Thoughts and ramblings on things and stuff by novelist Ray Garton.
I couldn't stand to read more than a paragraph of that amateur hour glassed crap.
So what the narrator is afraid of his estranged son putting him in a home where he clearly belongs for whining about it for the entire first paragraph. You call that character development. The only thing missing is one of king's retarded alien spun dream catchers. What? No new material? Pawning off stale stories from back when you never shut about paula guran.
That said, the smartest thing you ever did was refusing to join hwa. I wanted you to know I followed your lead on that. Back then I sorta looked up to you. I mean, every time I kicked the shit out of you with my beer bottled words, you'd always accept my apology afterwards. The last thing you said to me was I'll take that apology while geoff cooper ranted in the background then you meandered off into another round of how much you hated nose bloodied paula guran.
That said, unlike you I neither forgive nor forget cuz sorry's for lolly gagged suckers.