The principal bit the big one. None of us knew who did it. Whatever. Featherhead was lame. We all agreed not to talk to each other again.
My girl...girlfriend, she was pregnant. I didn't know. She didn't tell me. Her new boyfriend was a douchebag, and she had no one. She went to the convent, and they told her that they'd adopted him out. It was bullshit.
If it wasn't for that fucking game maybe he wouldn't be dead, okay?