It sometimes blows my mind that if I ever beat my dick more or less times than I did growing up, I wouldn’t have fathered the exact children I have and love currently.
I wouldn’t change anything about my past. I love my wife, I like my kids, I would probably end up ruining something along the way that would change that.
At first I felt this wasn’t right, and then I flashed back to Whomp’s Fortress and scrambling to pick up coins from stomping on Whomps (and then picking up the 100 coin star).
They’re allergic so perhaps never had the chance to experience it. My kitty is curled up in my lap purring, I feel sad that some people underestimate them.
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