Being the little brat the he was, Ron tried to commit a sneaky act – in total favor to himself. Be reminded, though, that this action he was willing to take was not one of selfishness, but of self-privacy.
You see, his father had a hard drive. This immense, data filled, piece of metal had everything Ron had ever seen on the internet, his photos, his information that no one wants to see again – maybe besides himself. He had naked pictures of other people, male and female – for he was a curious lad.
So here’s the question for the reader: did he have the right to steal the format drive and, too, try to delete all of his personal information from it? Let’s thoughly tell you something about his father:
Even though he’s plainly a douche bag for holding his 20 – something son’s naked pictures hostage, he is overall a nice guy. When he wants to be, that is. But this? Come the fuck on. There’s no way that someone is allowed, even, to do such a thing to another adult. That’s called child porn! Anyways, he has a rage problem now that he’s been taking Human Growth Hormone. And that shit does not come on subtly. It’s more like a freight train bashing through walls and such in a china shop. All at one moment in temporal space.
So, he did. Once he found out that Ron took his item of recourse, he flipped out with a capital F-L-I-P-P-E-D. And for good reasons: one of them being Ron took his fathers item, and another was because the data on the hard drive was peronal. Not to him, but Ron. And who wants their child to know they have their son’s own pornographic texts, computer info, and nasty pictures?
A fight then ensued. Thrown into walls, given a black eye, broken nose and bruises are just a few things that father did to his son that day. Another being that he threw Ron into a piece of furniture that was highly priced at $750.
Here is the best part. Ron’s father, we’ll call him assmunch from here on out, is a retired NYC police officer. So when the cops came and decided to bring someone in, guess who spent 5 days in jail? That’s right, the son, Ron. For no fault of his own, per se.