Father and son revelation
A friend of mine, let's call him Jim, is pretty out there. He works as an audio engineer, builds big fat soundsystem speakers, and regularly bumps festival stages in and out. An English guy living in Australia for the last 20 years.
I met him around 2000. At the time him and his girlfriend were squatting a place. Was pretty sweet, had running water and electricity. Couple of bedrooms upstairs and a decent bathroom. Downstairs tho, it was a morgue. With drainage and everything. Pretty creepy at night.
There used to be this massive share house that put on multi-day parties in what used to be the Portuguese Embassy in Melbourne. Beautiful, grand, kinda crumbling. Him and his girlfriend got kicked out of one of these parties for fornicating on the stairs. 9 months later Jim Jnr. was born. Legend has it that he was conceived on those stairs.
I've seen Junior grow up over the years, super sweet kid. Then I moved away and saw him less, but still kept in touch. Last year they came over to Europe to visit and he's a full blown man now in his early twenties. Such a great guy. Jim might be a lose unit, but he's a genuinely caring, nice bloke that brought up an amazing kid.
Back in Australia, Jim gave me the same news he'd given his son the previous night when they'd gone out for dinner. That his current girlfriend found out she was pregnant. He told Junior that it was unexpected, but that they were both really happy. Then, with a straight face he tells him 'I really think this time it's mine'
Funny bastard, Jim.