Anyway. I flashed back and I’m realizing all the chocolate bars are gone. I went downstairs and confronted my mom’s ex-husband over the larceny and he blamed his dog, a spaniel/chow mix. I took that dog into the back yard and tied it around a tree and fed it 3 big bowls of kibble and waited. Finally it shit put a bunch of dog shit with foil and paper in it. I went in the garage and got a digging iron to teach the dog a lesson. On my way back out to the dog, however, my mom’s ex husband intercepted me, he grabbed the digging iron out of my hands and pushed me into the bushes. Then he punched me so hard it broke my glasses. Then he grabbed me and yanked down my pants. He grabbed my nearly hairless 9th grade boy balls and squeezed. And he whispered in my ear, “I will destroy you, faggot.”

I didn’t have my first girlfriend until after college.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5764792&forum_id=2#49202248)