I spent a summer with my absent father when I was like 14 or 15 and him and a group of his buddies would go to hooters every week and would bring me with them. They'd always order pitchers of beer, wings, and oysters and it was incredibly uncomfortable, especially so when my dad would try to get me to eat oysters and talk really loudly in front of the waitresses about how "eating oysters is just like eating pussy" and I was like "haha yeah ok cool" and then he'd get the waitresses to touch me or sit in my lap or try to pay them to fuck me.

Man I got a lot of childhood trauma.