Damien’s mom, as far as I know, has always gone by the name of Candy, or (for some unknown reason) Lucky Lucy. Maybe she’s lucky? I don’t know. What I do know is that Damien’s story of being brought into this world is much more interesting. Here’s how that one goes:
“I was working the Strip, some guy gave me a hundred, we hit it off, forgot the rubber and nine months later- Surprise!”
Interesting, am I right? I know. But at least his mom actually remembers sleeping with some one. Probably because she got paid. As far as I know she might still be working the Strip, under the name Candy(or Lucky Lucy).
Up until the age of eleven, we put up with(Damien and I) our moms running off with other guys, staying out late, getting drunk, stoned, and among other things, getting screamed at by our very drunk mothers, who never remembered anything the next morning. Of course, Damien and I went to school until the third or fourth grade, but by then we’d had enough of our moms crap. So we ran. We’re pretty good at running.