My Parents sucked. They used to make me mow the lawn despite my lethal allergy to freshly cut grass. On a weekly basis, they made me wear a surgical mask, start up the old gas engine mower and mow the fucking lawn. There I was, wearing a baby blue surgical msk, pushing this obnoxiously loud John Deere mow machine over our lush, green grass. As one night imagine, the neighbourhood kids were ruthless. They called me everything from fuckface, to sissy, to douchebag, to Dr. Lawnmower. Dr. Lawnmower , I liked that. It sounded kinda cool like a supervillain. When I was finished mowing the lawn, I had to empty the bag of grass clippings. My entire body was one huge, blazing rash except for an oval shaped patch of white skin on my face where the mask had been; and , because of my asthma. [download]
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