Are you close?
Super close with my mom. Not not so much with my dad anymore. The guilt I carry with me every day about that is a rather heavy burden to bear.

Are they old as shit?
My old man is turning 70 this year. Thats pretty old. My mom is still in her mid 60's. Not very old. Sick as hell though. Congestive heart failure, MS, and Cancer. Triple Whammy.

What did they do for a living?
My mother was an English teacher. My father did some computer shit.

Do you like how you were raised?
It was straight. I have a ton of brothers, so it was a tough on my parents trying to make sure we all turned out ok. And we all did, so its dope. We didnt have shit, I NEVER HAD MILK!. But growing up poor was ok, bc everybody else was poor too.

Did they teach you values?
Of course they did. Right from wrong, use your brain, do your homework, a plate for two is enough for one. Shit like that.

Do you have negative tendencies learned through them?
Nah I dont think so, maybe I do but nothing that I recognize

Have you thought about life without them?
Yeh, and it makes me sad. I've spent my entire life thinking my mom was going to die from Cancer any day at any time, and we've talked about it so much that I think I'm somewhat prepared for it. But it will still be a very shitty time for me. My dad, I'm not really sure, he's been dead to me for a while now. My brother refers to him as a Ghost Above The Grave, but I think it will probably fuck with me.

Do you ask them for money?
The last time I asked my mom for Money, I was in the 8th grade and needed money to go on the 8th grade trip to Kings Dominion. My family was super poor so asking for extra shit was a super big deal, especially money. The trip was 30 bucks total, plus whatever money you wanted for food and drinks and games or whatever the fuck. I had saved up 20 bucks of my own but needed the extra ten. I asked my mom for ten bucks. I went to the dollar store and bought ten dollars worth of those pixie sticks neon tubes that came a 101 in a pack for a dollar each. I had a little over 1,000 tubes. I planned to sell each one for .10 and I did. I had enough for my trip and for a slice of pizza and a coke. I came home and gave my mom $50. She cried and took me and my two brothers out for pizza. From that day forward I knew I'd never ask her for another thing, but that I would take care of her instead. Years later, I bought my mom a house and a Cadillac, just like she wanted. Fucking dope.

Were you disciplined a lot? How?

Not really, my parents had expectations and they were met by me and my brothers. I had all these older brothers who were constantly setting the example of excellence, so you definitely didnt want to be the one fucking up. There wasnt a whole lot of a need to discipline us.

Have you ever had a serious disagreement?
Yeh, when I dropped out of Medical School, that was a big deal, one that I still regret. My parents told me it was a huge mistake, and it was. But whatevs.