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Crazy Train is one of my more popular songs!

Enjoy!

That and sometimes life just sucks and raising kids is not the unicorns and rainbows we thought it'd be. It only gets worse, too. They don't seem to do much better until they're in their 20s. In fact, it gets notably worse.

Fortunately, kids are pretty resilient and usually repair themselves from both major and minor damage.

You spend the first few years teaching them to walk and talk. You then spend the next fifteen telling them to sit down and shut up.

That's pretty much parenthood.

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Awesome.

I'm sure it will get tougher. I'm sure my daughters will meet boys who I will hate. I'm sure they will make choices I hate. I'm sure they will do all of that and them some. I can only hope to teach them well enough to survive now. I try to teach them traditional values becuase I belive in them. Maybe they choose them maybe they don't I'll love them either way.

In this parenting game. I'm sure I will lose. However I'll never love them any less. No question I would kill for them. However today that isn't what I have to do. Today all I have to do is try to give them a better child hood than I had.

I may not have money, I may not be able to give them name brand anything but I can give them a home and a family and everything they really need.

I hope thats enough to teach them to be good. I hope thats enough to teach them to value knowledge. I'll try my best but who knows if that will be enough.

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I was broke as fuck and my daughter wanted to go to be a medical doctor. In fact, her first year of college was paid with loans and scholarships. That's when I sold my company.

My son chose to not go to a private school, by the way. I retired while he was still young - I think he was 13 or 14. So, we got to spend a lot more time together and it was great to be there for the formative years.

Until that point in time, I was gone with great frequency. They were often in the care of an au pair or my current girlfriend - if I had one. Amazingly, they grew up healthy, happy, and productive. Those are pretty much the things that make me happiest.

If I have any regrets, it's not having been able to spend more time with them. In the end, it worked out. However, I was gone - often only home for weekends and obligated to play in a band while I was there. I'd spend 3 to 4 nights in a hotel room, unless I was at the main office.

As frustrating as those years were, I wish I'd had more time to experience them in ways other than over the telephone.

They may be troublesome. They may be hectic. They may even be a pain in the ass - 'cause children are fucking monsters! But, eventually they grow up and move out. (They're still sometimes monsters and do stupid things.) Then, you realize how much you miss them.

That's when you do crazy things like just straight up buy a new pair of kids!

My son has been enjoying teasing me with that. "So, dad... How's your newly purchased family coming along?" He's also fond of, "Why don't you just adopt? I know there are lots of kids here in Peru who could use adoption."

As much of a pain in the ass as they were, remember that they'll have kids someday. That's your revenge! When my kids have kids, I'm going to get my grandchildren noisy and dangerous toys. I'm going to send them to Disney - every year - for like a week. Their parents HAVE to go. Ha! Fuck you, revenge is mine!

That's right... I'm going to send 'em to Disney - every single year. I'm not going. No, I've been. I had to go, 'cause I had kids. It sucked. My children WILL eventually have children. At that point, revenge is mine.

They can't really turn down a vacation to Disney - 'cause I'm not going to ask, I'm going to just tell the kids that they're going to Disney. I don't even like Disney. Nope... I just want my children to have to go.

I'll get them drum kits, rifles, cars, dirt bikes, and stereos.

Why?

Because I remember when they shaved my dog. I remember when they ruined my kitchen - and all the furniture in it. I remember having to hose them off in the shower. I remember when my daughter stole my car.

I remember...

And that's why they're going to Disney - every single year.

I was broke as fuck and my daughter wanted to go to be a medical doctor. In fact, her first year of college was paid with loans and scholarships. That's when I sold my company. My son chose to not go to a private school, by the way. I retired while he was still young - I think he was 13 or 14. So, we got to spend a lot more time together and it was great to be there for the formative years. Until that point in time, I was gone with great frequency. They were often in the care of an au pair or my current girlfriend - if I had one. Amazingly, they grew up healthy, happy, and productive. Those are pretty much the things that make me happiest. If I have any regrets, it's not having been able to spend more time with them. In the end, it worked out. However, I was gone - often only home for weekends and obligated to play in a band while I was there. I'd spend 3 to 4 nights in a hotel room, unless I was at the main office. As frustrating as those years were, I wish I'd had more time to experience them in ways other than over the telephone. They may be troublesome. They may be hectic. They may even be a pain in the ass - 'cause children are fucking monsters! But, eventually they grow up and move out. (They're still sometimes monsters and do stupid things.) Then, you realize how much you miss them. That's when you do crazy things like just straight up buy a new pair of kids! My son has been enjoying teasing me with that. "So, dad... How's your newly purchased family coming along?" He's also fond of, "Why don't you just adopt? I know there are lots of kids here in Peru who could use adoption." As much of a pain in the ass as they were, remember that they'll have kids someday. That's your revenge! When my kids have kids, I'm going to get my grandchildren noisy and dangerous toys. I'm going to send them to Disney - every year - for like a week. Their parents HAVE to go. Ha! Fuck you, revenge is mine! That's right... I'm going to send 'em to Disney - every single year. I'm not going. No, I've been. I had to go, 'cause I had kids. It sucked. My children WILL eventually have children. At that point, revenge is mine. They can't really turn down a vacation to Disney - 'cause I'm not going to ask, I'm going to just tell the kids that they're going to Disney. I don't even like Disney. Nope... I just want my children to have to go. I'll get them drum kits, rifles, cars, dirt bikes, and stereos. Why? Because I remember when they shaved my dog. I remember when they ruined my kitchen - and all the furniture in it. I remember having to hose them off in the shower. I remember when my daughter stole my car. I remember... And that's why they're going to Disney - every single year.

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