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Showtime: I’m Afraid to Tell You Why I Live at 2 Income Jobs
When I was five years old, an uncle of mine gave me a huge, black, hairy, leopard-sized cockroach named Tom. Upon realizing I had a new best friend, I loved Tom more than anything in the world. For the next ten years, I adored Tom. I loved how he climbed all over me, made big scary claw marks on my face, ate all the food in my room, and always called me his big fat boy.
Like a true best friend, Tom never said anything mean to me.
Suffice it to say, Tom taught me many lessons throughout my childhood and I guess even more now that he’s a grown-up.
As you can imagine, I’ve been having a very difficult time separating from Tom. Now that he’s a grown-up, he does everything I want, from making me breakfast in the morning to throwing down on the bed with me at night and playing in my pillow for hours. He knows how to comfort me and how to cheer me up. He knows just how to challenge my ego.
As we watched a show about a guy who had tried to commit suicide and was now cutting off his testicles to heal himself, Tom, in his typical fashion, came up with a great solution.
Tom: “What if we raised awareness for at-risk young boys by making it look like you had sex with a grown-up man and then threw him away?”
Me: “That sounds like a great idea!”
The next morning, Tom and I got into character and drove around the city recruiting homeless men for our little theater play. We kept the costumes, light up makeup and fake blood to a minimum and had Tom talk just enough so that he looked like he had just been through the very ordeal.
In the morning, we found a family of four homeless mom, dad, and kids. After some conversation, we found out they were in need of some extra