"Nobody's saying our neighborhood's the garden of Eden. Hell, some people say God avoids this place altogether. But it's been a good home to us, to me and my kids, who I'm proud of, because every single one of them reminds me a little bit of me.
Fiona, my rock, huge help, has all the best qualities of her mother... except she's not a raging psycho bitch.
Luke, gets his good looks from his dear'ol dad, and maybe some other snag too.
Lip, smart as a whip. Strait A's and the honor roll. Boys definitely going somewhere
Ian, industrious, conscientious, ambitious, incredible work ethic. Dont have a clue where he got that from. Wants to be a paratrooper. Knows how to disembowel an enemy with a roll of dimes and an old gym sock.
Carl... Um, I don't really know that much about Carl. Oh, loves animals. Always dragging home some poor stray he found, taking them up to his room.
Ah, Debbie, sent by God, total angel. Raises money for UNICEF year-round, some of which she actually turns in.
Liam, gonna be a star. I'm no biologist but he looks a little bit like my first sponsor. He and the ex were close.
Kev and Veronica, fantastic neighbors. There's nothing they won't do for each other... or to each other. I never realized how little sex I was having until V and Kev moved next door.
Then Sloan, not much that I can say about her, all I know is that she was adopted by Kev and V when she was what? 11? Ah! I know for a fact she definitely steals all those expensive ass clothes.
And me, Frank Gallagher, father, teacher, mentor, captain of our little ship. We may not have much, but all of us, to a man, know the most important thing in this life: We know how to fucking party"
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Fanfiction"What are you wearing?" He laughed I looked down at my "don't hate me it turns me on" white cropped shirt. It's one of my favorites. "You're one to talk. One of yours says "warning. Choking hazard" with an arrow that points to your dick" ...