your childhood sucked
though on that note somebody asked me to raddle off my favorite PSOne games last week. I couldnt think of any because at that time in my childhood I was to poor to own a PSone
That's not even the half of it either. My girlfiend's always telling me that my childhood is a literary gold mine, and all that's needing to unearth it would be for me to start writing about it and get published. Snippets of some of my other gems...
...Being sent to a one-room church-sponsored school that resided in the basement of a dentist's office for first grade. Halfway through the year, it was shutdown by the local fire department. The desks were then moved to the basement of the principal's house, where we finished the rest of the year. Recess for me was playing with GI Joe's and Transformers upstairs in the bedroom of one of the principal's kids who also attended the "school."
...Since Halloween to us was basically all a bunch of Satan-worshipping whoremongers implanting razor blades and HIV-laced syringes inside of Charleston Chews and handing them out to unwitting children dressed as demon-spawn, the church had its own spin on the holiday. They named it "Hallowed be Thy name", and we celebrated by dressing up as Bible characters, eating fondue with "mana" (IE, white bread), and praying for the souls of all the children that just contracted a life-threatening disease by trick-or-treating. My least favorite costume was when I was forced to be dressed up as Jonah, with my face occupying the space of the mouth of a cardboard cutout whale.