Don't think I've forgot what my "sons" did to me.

Didn't Joe visit at least?



Fuck..Can you say Fuck
Imagine any time someone brought up the subject of your mother, you just say
"Ahhh, I don't like to deal with that stuff". Then turn around and play tough guy clean up the streets border patrol guy.
Then you have that fat piece of shit parasite, who probably can't find his own front door..moooing around the neighborhood.

I've had my rant this morning. Also, I Still would bury my face in Dawn's Dumper.