Likely Valentine’s Day conception here, and this rang a bell but for a different reason… When I was in my early 20s I was convinced all I needed to do to make it in the world was focusing on my music, which obviously involved copious drinking. At one point my mom lamented that I was going to turn out like my estranged biological father, because that was pretty much his MO. My response: “I mean… That’s what you get for fuckin’ an Irish guy?” Hopefully someone gets a laugh out of it, because she sure didn’t.
Likely Valentine’s Day conception here, and this rang a bell but for a different reason… When I was in my early 20s I was convinced all I needed to do to make it in the world was focusing on my music, which obviously involved copious drinking. At one point my mom lamented that I was going to turn out like my estranged biological father, because that was pretty much his MO. My response: “I mean… That’s what you get for fuckin’ an Irish guy?” Hopefully someone gets a laugh out of it, because she sure didn’t.
Gotta love it when one parent slags off the other. I mean like… they fucked them.