THE SUN NEVER SETS ON A SON
"I sure wish we were throwing the football, Pops."
"I miss those memories, but one day you may have a son with whom you can share those blessed and sacred moments."
"I love you, Pops.
"By the way, Pops. I'm a little short of cash with all the expenses of a new semester. Can you help me out?"
"How much?"
"Mas o menos $500 if that's not asking too much."
"No problem, son. Make sure you study and don't fucking drink and drive. If you didn't exist, I would have no life. Enjoy yourself. You are living the wonder years. Hope to see you soon."
"Bye, Pops."
"Bye, son."
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