And let me, it wasn’t always all fun and games, you know? Smiths, our neighbours, they had this big son-of-a… eh. And so I took a job as a delivery boy, and worked my back (and legs) for whole six months, only to raise me some money for my own fricking Playstation. But my parents had told me it was a dumb and useless thing to have, and should I want to own such a dumb and useless thing anyway, I ought to work for it myself. ![]() ![]() I lived in a small rural town and I dreamed of having my own Playstation 2.
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