Manny Pacquiao Ran Away After Dad Ate His Dog

I remember as I was growing up making many a complaint about things my parents did or wouldn’t let me do. My friends all had similar grievances, as I’m sure you did with yours, as well. Things like making you be home by 11pm when your friends got to stay out ’til midnight, or not buying you that hooker for your 18th birthday (thanks for nothing, dad!). Then today I read about Manny Pacquiao’s father, and I have to say, I appreciate my parents a lot more.

Now, my mother would never let me get a dog when I was growing up even though I wanted one, and maybe that’s a good thing. I mean, since I never had a dog of my own, that means my father never had a chance to eat him as I watched in horror. Manny Pacquiao? He wasn’t so lucky.

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