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I love you like a son!
Hey Dad! I'm going to go down to the corner store and get a coca-cola, can I have a dime? What? We're out of money because you played poker and lost? Awww. But I'm hungry. What? Mrs. Nelson is coming over to bring a casserole? Oh, that's good, I like her casseroles. But Dad, why do you always take her into Mom's room and call her a naughty girl? Dad? Dad? Dad?

and the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon...
Everyday you reinvent yourself into a bigger cock-shite than ever. It's incredible. I don't know how you do it. I admire you.

I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.
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