and three in the morning we were in a gas station i remember looking at the cheetos i'm eight you didn't like cheetos and i heard an altercation near the front i don't know what exactly happened but i came to the front my dad was getting jumped by four mexican guys what about all the beach shot he managed to get one of them and hold him tight and must have bitten his face because whatever he bit he had flesh in his mouth by the time the whole thing was done so the blood everywhere the shopkeeper start screaming and call the police the mexican iguana that's covered in blood heads caught and i'm standing by the drinks cabinet throat police come look to the ctb they see that my dad fought all these guys off and the police officer said so what's your job my dad said i'm a chess player chess player maybe you should be something else and my dad applied my unmatched perspicacity coupled with sheer into feasibility makes me a feared opponent in any realm or whatever and i remember that quote from when i was eight years old