I just openly laughed right at them when I was told that, especially because my dad was no longer able to keep up with my math homework by the seventh grade.

These days I’m out on my own, with a house and a fiancée, still play video games as a primary hobby, and he’s a Trump voter in a shitty apartment that doesn’t talk about anything except crying about all the n[REDACTED]s and transes. One of us sure rotted his brain and I’m pretty confident saying it probably wasn’t me.