You were a pogue and I was a kook. I hated pogues, all of them. You had no money and your mom did everything to try and get you money but nothing worked. Your dad left when you were a baby, he hasn’t been in your life. I was a kook, for being a kook I was a bad person. I always got in fights, I shot someone, i’ve tried to kill many people. When I was younger I was talking to my friend and he asks if i’d date a pogue