Well, here's how promessovi full story of what happened:
mine, went for a bike ride (and it's very rare that you schiodino from home, especially My father, who has the same shape of a woman eight months pregnant only with less hair and more hair) and met my aunt (who is actually the wife of a cousin .... in short, a depressed that has nothing to do). After
esseresi stopped to chat for a while, had the bright idea to go home (dare I say it together) and all three begin to argue.
At one point when the discussion was addressed to my aunt on topics such as high: Comn is important to eat at the table together and talk, point: my father for the concepts of dialogue (di = two) is equal to that of a monologue (mono = one) led by him in which no one can stop it (this topic originated from the fact that I had already eaten and was not at the table with them). But above all as mothers ruin families (yes, my aunt was insulted by itself) as mothers. My mother did not defend because it says it's not worth it and that is fine by me. The thing that made me angry is when my father gave reason to my aunt, when the only reason x which have a sort of family (or a cluster of three people who live in the same place by chance ).... oh well never mind.
Moral: I was at the door (open, not eavesdropping) of the room and my aunt's phrase "when you have a girlfriend who want to marry do not have to like your mother but you" (always one of my undoing father who went after noting how he had ruined his family, then I'll make a post about him) (after having insulted a quarter of an hour) I spoke, visibly pissed off (I know, writing does not make it) and I said " So, first: I do not think I have a girlfriend, and second do not worry i will say that when I get married "
(written does not make it, had to be there, crazy scene)
At that moment the air was frozen.
My aunt, "but I understand you correctly?"
baffled my father my mother
normal (I know, I should have said something less subtle like "Dad: I enjoy with my dick in her ass" ... so it would be better)
At this point the party Best:
after several sentences in which I stated:
1. how I "knew" since I was a child to be gay and
2. when the hormones are shot (ahime! later) of how reliable they have been seeing with those who excuse the frankness, I had a hard cock and who does not.
E 'came the best part in my father told me as I have done 10 years to become homosexual boys of summer 95 (randomly during the same period in which he is totally left out of my head) and he has noticed when I came to take a day (I want to point out that in 1995 I never went to summer boys nn me and he has never come to take anywhere) and I found under a tree alone, when up to that moment I had always played with other children (another incredibly false).
At that point I intervened by saying that I had never played with other children and who was shooting a huge pile of crap.
He responds by saying "Well, but how do you remember what happened to you when you were little?" "No, how do you remember it, and that there was nn've never come even once. I think I remember it because, you know, I lived"
At this my father (obviously short of arguments) responds as reading a chapter in a book he likes, one that will explain in detail how the military can control the mind every day (................. .......................) I can explain how I have shaped gay (I would note, no serial killer or thief, but even fennel).
After my refusal to read the discussion is off the pace and all that for half an hour with my mother tried in vain to tell my father that you think everyone should follow their instincts and that the military centered little .
Clarification, by his own admission my father reads all day, every day those books to understand how the world works and to get the blood bitter (supported by my aunt) and they think a strict military-style education (eg not you're hungry at lunch because my stomach is imploding -> did not eat at dinner) is the best in raising i figli, visto che loro sono stati cresciuti in quel modo. Si vedono i risultati.
P.S. Ho omesso alcuni deliri e digressioni di mia zia e mio padre per evidenti motivi di spazio e di noia nello scriverli.
Permettetemi un'ultima nota:
se mi avessero plasmato i militari... sono estremamente felice che lo abbiano fatto. Fatemeli conoscere perchè,se è vero voglio essere plasmato ancora e ancora e ancora.
Questa è la mia famiglia; bella vero?
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