Every time I think about that moment … I want to slap that little shit and make him cry

But that was 30 years ago … over 30 years ago (fuck I’m old) … I have a pretty nice life and on my way to retiring comfortably … and the little shit is a drug addict with four kids, his fourth or fifth relationship and living in a shack

I want to beat the little eight year shit but I feel sorry for the 40 year old adult … but if I had the chance, I’d still whip a red rubber ball into his face.