Tom Reynolds

fireland:

I’m fishing with my uncle. We don’t even have poles or a boat or anything, just a 30-pack of Tecate and a pond that looks like it’s time to call the plumber. We’re throwing Pringles in there but they’re not biting.

I ask him why he never had any kids, like kids of his own that would maybe like to go fishing with him, like a real father-son bonding thing? Like instead of making me go?

And he says he got a Texan vasectomy. And I ask him what that is and he says: Marrying an ugly woman.

I drink my seventh beer and suddenly stop caring about whatever this fucking guy is talking about. High school starts in three weeks and that’s when the good life will begin for the kid here.