My dad doesn't know, but I used to take his ATM card, sometimes to buy him groceries and smokes, sometimes just to take it, but either way I'd get extra bit for myself. $20, 40... sometimes more. It was all well spent though, promise, he knew I drank and smoked too, and had an affection for shoes and clothing.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
ATM card
My dad doesn't know, but I used to take his ATM card, sometimes to buy him groceries and smokes, sometimes just to take it, but either way I'd get extra bit for myself. $20, 40... sometimes more. It was all well spent though, promise, he knew I drank and smoked too, and had an affection for shoes and clothing.
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