Ever wonder…
…why I always said that guy my mom married after we moved to Tejas (when I was a kid) was such a chode?
I could go over the very long list of abusive things he’d done directly to my mom and I, but quite frankly my memory is rather vivid and reliving most of the worst events in my life just doesn’t seem fun right now. What I will do -however- is treat you all to a very recent taste of the jerk…the loser…the criminal…the asshole…that was married to my mom, was the sole instigator in trashing most of my youth, and who apparently wasn’t satisfied with wasting mine and my mother’s lives.
Read this ARTICLE, then this ARTICLE.1
To be clear everyone…this guy is not my real father. Please don’t confuse the two. The person referenced in the article linked is Joe Cruz Martinez, who married my mom shortly after she and I moved to Tejas.
Ciao!
-Tony
What’s a chode? It has to be bad whatever it is. If it is, just call him a mega-chode. And now I would like to take some credit in trashing your childhood. I did, after all, give birth to you. And it was my outstanding talent of attracting only the biggest jerks within a one-hundred mile radius of where ever I stood (Your father was an exception, ofcourse. He was actually a nice guy. Which was why I couldn’t hang on to him! And also clearly where you get your ‘nice guy’ genes from!)
But this one, well, he was a real prize. He drank and drugged away every dime we ever had, only worked when he had to, and was totally into some pretty nasty crimes in the Dallas area. If I could contact this girlfriend in the article I would strongly recommend to her to get the hell out of Dodge and never look back.
All this said and done, I am soooo proud of you! Oh, and don’t forget, you are just half Italian, your mom (that would be me) is 100% French. Bonjour mon ami!
No way i am posting the definition on my blog…but I’ll link it!!!
🙂
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=chode
Tony,
Maybe you and your Mom should think about praying for Joe rather than slandering his name. I am truly sorry for anything you had to go through as well as your Mom but just as you have problems that you live with apparently, don’t you believe that others may have issues that they live with also. Don’t harbor bad feelings it will only harm you in the end.
Think
Well, the evil-doer had two Teresas in his life. Both of them his sisters. I know, I know, two sisters both named Teresa?! Just another indication of the backwoods ignorance flowing through this family. Poor, poor Joe. Forced to live the life of a violent degenerate because he suffered as a child. Yes, Teresa, we pray for him. Mostly, we pray for anyone who is forced to encounter him. I used to think he was this wonderful man who suffered from depression and alcoholism. It took thirteen years for me to learn that the alcohol and drugs just made him stupid. Sober, he was a smart criminal, but still a criminal. Violent, abusive, dishonest, and a danger to any child he comes within spitting distance of. I pray that he spends the remainder of his life in prison. You and your family will be safer for it. If I could talk to Adam’s mother (Adam is the child Joe kiddnapped) I would tell her to sell everything, change her and Adam’s name, and get as far away from Oklahoma as she can. Although, I don’t think anyplace is really far away enough. I am so thankful that I had no children with this devil. Joe Martinez isn’t fit to lick the boots worn by Tony’s father. That’s mean, you say! No, mean is what Tony and I suffered through in the name of marriage and family. I will never forgive myself for bringing this animal into my sons life. And I am so proud that through it all, he became the wonderful man we all know and who his father is now beginning to discover.