Description
When I was a young boy my father took me into the city - to see a football game. On the way home we hit a pothole in the rode and my father drove off the side of the road - he was too busy texting Cindy - the women he was having an affair with - to realize what was happening till he hit the tree. He died in that car accident - it was the worst moment of my life... I could never make friends or play any sports and I was always depressed because of what happened to my father. My mother was a drug addict and barely helped me throughout my life - but it's what helped shape me to be who I am today. Twelve years ago on the anniversary of my fathers death - I began to cry and question why I was in this world. I took a knife and began to cut... A slice of cake until I realized it was all gone. So I made another cake because I was a fat ass... That was the day I realized I loved cooking... My name is Guy Fieri
Chapter 1
