Yes, I do have a tattoo. It's an awesomed rendition of the mecha-dragon from megaman 2. it's quite impressive.
I kinda live with my parents. I actually rent my parents' tenant apartment for a precentage of my income, rather than a set amount. I pay my grad school tuition in full and my small income as a track coach and substitute teacher is mostly extinguished after these expenses.
My fondest childhood memory would have to be when the ice cream man from an ice cream truck gave me chocolate ice cream instead of vanilla ice cream. I came home crying and was horrified by the idea of eating the chocolate. My dad ran out of the house and chased the the truck down the street, yelled at him, and got me what I had wanted.
Don't get me wrong, it obviously wasn't shaping up in the moment to be a fond memory. But looking back on it now, it is undeniable that my dad LOVED me. I couldn't imagine myself acting so irrationally in such a situation. Perhaps if I have a son of my own one day I will understand.
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"...we're gonna be doin' one thing and one thing only... killin' Nazis."
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