tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6151985822850623188.post7035949345892724979..comments2023-07-02T05:37:57.027-07:00Comments on The Deringer Files: Young man lost in the modern worlddash deringerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10421794314184696296noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6151985822850623188.post-10489027672223130742017-03-12T19:48:00.496-07:002017-03-12T19:48:00.496-07:00Well, being the daughter of a divorced woman ........Well, being the daughter of a divorced woman ...... no man was ever good enough for my mother. She picked the worst pieces of shit to date. There was one man who I hated the most. One day he comes to my house all dressed up for a date with my mamma. He recently had said some unkind words to her which had hurt her feelings but he still had the nerve to show up anyway. There he is knocking on the door. I'm 9 yrs old and I'm pissed!!! I go get a big bucket and fill it up with water. Then, I go to the door and I throw it on him!!! There he is all dressed up and dripping wet. He didn't say anything to me. I dared him to say anything to me!!!!! He left. My mother didn't punish me for it either. She understood. He eventually became history. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com