But we had a graduation party at their house last weekend and they gave me a check for $5k. I thought for the amount of money they have and what they gave my sisters, that was somewhat disappointing. For instance, my grandparents who are worth 1/10 what my parents are worth also gave me $5k.

I would never bring it up to them but I was expecting there to be another “0” after the 5. Anyone ever have something happen like that? My parents NW is in the $10-15 million range.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4854304&forum_id=2#42607912)

"What's going on Uncle Ronnie?" He looked at me with these wide eyes, as big as saucers, and I remember how he almost shrieked his response: "The law will consume you!" I was startled and stumbled forward. He caught me in his arms and that's when I felt his bulging erection. "Ronnie, what the fuck" I mumbled as he began to play with his belt. "Trust me kid, this is for your own good." Before I knew it his thick red prick was popping up like a candy stick at a Christmas Eve Kid's Table. "Ronnie, get the fuck out of here, I ain't gay." He responded gravel grain in the voice, like he'd become possessed: "This ain't gay" and grabbed me by the nape of the neck, throwing me hard onto the ground.

"This ain't gay at all. This is the law. You want to be a lawyer? You're going to have to *feel* the burn of the law. Feel it in you." I could feel him passing through the barrier of my sphincter, pushing into my anus. It hurt like hell and I begged him to stop, tears in my eyes. "Ronnie, for the love of Dworkin, cut it--" He slapped me fierce with his right hand, a big monkey's paw of a hand honed in the factory he'd worked in for more than thirty years. "Cut the commentary. You want to feel a document diligence session? You want to know what it's like to turn a brief? You want to understand with searing integrity the nature of the assignment? Feel this."

He ejaculated in me at that moment, hard. I doubled over, felt it spread through me like some all-consuming warmth, emanating outward from my core. I began, in spite of myself and my reservations, to smile. "Ronnie, that -- that feels pretty good. That feels great." "You're right, it does. That's the reward of the law. After it's all said and done, after everything is through, you'll feel that, night after night on your way home in a conversationless black car at all odd hours. That's the essence of the game my friend. I just gave it to you, there in your ass. Now clean yourself up, the next song is about to start."

He left me there lying on the ground, staring up into the infinitude of space hanging above us on that summer green lawn in my twenty-fifth year of life on this Earth, all of it a piece of some incomprehensible puzzle that, in that moment, suddenly became a bit more knowable. I headed toward the bushes to grab my trousers and get back to the party.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4854304&forum_id=2#42607965)

Better than any sum of $$$, which I surely would not remember spending or saving now.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4854304&forum_id=2#42608324)

when the time comes, choose violence

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4854304&forum_id=2#42609246)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4854304&forum_id=2#42609557)