All
      My
      Role
      Models
      Were
      Horrible
      Fathers
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Can
      you
      dig
      it?
     
    

    
     
      Shit,
      man
     
    

    
     
      I’ve
      been
      digging
      it
     
    

    
     
      for
      years
     
    

    
     
      After
      I
      hit
      six
      feet
     
    

    
     
      I
      thought
     
    

    
     
      “Hell,
      I
      can
      dig
     
    

    
     
      this
      hole
      of
      mine
      for
      years”
     
     
      So
      I
      put
      my
      spade
     
    

    
     
      to
      the
      ground
     
    

    
     
      and
      fingers
      to
      the
      grind
     
     
      and
      came
      up
      with
     
    

    
     
      all
      sorts
      of
      misdeeds
     
     
      Two
      feet
      in
     
    

    
     
      is
      lechery,
     
    

    
     
      at
      four
      we
      got
     
    

    
     
      that
      sweet
      little
      lie
     
    

    
     
      I
      told
      the
      brunette
     
    

    
     
      at
      Ray’s
      party
     
    

    
     
      What’s
      at
      eight
      is
      still
     
     
      a
      little
      fuzzy
     
    

    
     
      from
      all
      the
      crazy
      stuff
     
     
      I
      was
      doing
      at
      six
     
    

    
     
      but,
      man,
      what
      a
      time
     
     
      when
      I
      got
      to
      nine
     
    

    
     
      The
      rest,
     
    

    
     
      which
      I’ve
      eloquently
      decorated
     
     
      in
      shades
      of
      libertine,
     
     
      is
      just
      the
      abysmal
      drop
     
     
      for
      what
      I’ve
      yet
      to
      do
     
     
      Heck,
      looking
      up
     
    

    
     
      is
      like
      looking
      back...
     
     
      and
      we
      all
      know
     
    

    
     
      how
      sick
     
    

    
     
      that
      can
      make
      you
     
    
   
   
    
     
      —Christopher
      Gooding
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      fet]