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Originally Posted by Bladewire
Yeah. My first memmories as a kid were my "mom's" biker boyfriend playing Russian roulette at the side of her head while she screamed and knocking her front teeth out with the butt of the gun. A lot more where that came from.
It was fun going for rides on his bike though.
I've experienced the worst of what a "man" can be from being around bikers from birth to 6 years old. It took a long time to unlearn what I observed & was taught and many suspensions from schools but the scars on my body are there forever.
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Holy shit... That was like looking in a mirror.
