Sometimes life gives you lemons and other time life give you a good beating. Just like my dad when he would come home in a drunk rage and go after my pet fish. I would put myself between my dad and my fish and take the beating raw. My dad would always say he did this because he loved me. After years of him tongue punching my fart box every day I came across this picture. It reminded me of how my fish eventually bought a gun and blasted my dad with his gun then with his cummies. I got a little off topic but cool pic