欧宝娱乐

“Over Christmas break, I took on additional hours and was working late one Saturday night when Wild Bill came sauntering into my department tipsy to pick me up so I wouldn鈥檛 have to hitchhike home. I had scarcely seen him since he enrolled me in school, except slumped over the bar at Dave鈥檚 or when he would occasionally drop by the Tampico unannounced on the way home to his new family. He鈥檇 beach himself on the sofa while I did my homework, and when he sobered up enough to drive home, he would down a can of beer before saying goodbye. To say it made me happy to see him, drunk and all, is an understatement. Seeing my father anywhere besides Dave鈥檚 Tavern was akin to spotting a unicorn in the wild.

I asked him to meet me out in front of the store, but he insisted on following me through the employees鈥� exit. On the way out, he stole two poinsettias. He thought it was hilarious to be running out of the JCPenney鈥檚 with a poinsettia in each hand.”
― Samantha Hart, Blind Pony: As True A Story As I Can Tell