Birthday Suits are not real suits
Growing up in a household where the attire was a cross between business attire and church clothes I always assumed the term Birthday Suit was a special tailored suit that was given to you in your birthday.
That my father actually wanted to be in my life, but my mother put him in a position where he felt he couldn’t fight to be there. I grew up believing my dad didn’t want me and that he left my mom before I was born because she got pregnant. The truth was that when she got pregnant, she decided he was too immature to be a father, even though they were the same age and equally dumb, and broke up with him. When he showed up after I was born, she got my grandparents to answer the door for her and tell him that he’d need a lawyer to see me because he’d need to file for custody. He was just a stupid 19 year old kid. He couldn’t afford a lawyer for a custody battle and neither could his parents.
That fucking around with the interior lights while in a moving vehicle is actually legal… It’s just annoying.
That i wasn’t the first child from my father. I was number 4.
My sister is my half sister, my parents still haven’t told me or her.