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Doing it Wrong.
And being pretty ok with that
Hitchhiking out to a minimum security state prison farm at the age of 16 to neck with an inmate and smuggle pot into him. Wrong.
Stealing cash out of the purses of secretaries at the county office building where I worked in maintenance. Wrong.
Playing the game “I hit you hard and then you hit me soft” with my little sister. Wrong.
Pinching old man Marty’s Demoral and letting my partner take the blame. Wrong.
Destroying an apartment after finding out a boyfriend was out at a picnic with someone else. Wrong.
Getting dogs and not taking proper care to train them and keep them safe. Wrong.
Lying to the counselors after smoking pot on a church work tour outing to New England. Wrong.
Shoplifting. Wrong.
We can all agree that there’s wrong and then there’s WRONG.
All of the above and a laundry list more that we don’t need to unload here and now were WRONG. And I did every one of them.
