So, my dad was a drunk and was often laying in the middle of the kitchen floor in his pissed pants when I got home from school. Sometimes it was the beedroom, and sometimes it was the field behind the Cold Beer store. I think I turned out fine, because for me that was a normal childhood.
If it wasn't a normal childhood, how would I even have been able to tell at that time in my life?
You can't possibly say that it didn't impact him with any certainty, which is kind of ironic, based on what his position on things like religion etc.
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