Out of respect for my Woman, and her offspring,
I’ve held the peace for 5 years now, you stupid lumbering dumb cunt.
I’m through with you talking to her like she’s one of your imaginary subordinates.
You may be able to fool your Daughter with your pathological lies about being some kind of ‘big deal’ where you work, but everyone except her knows the truth – that if your own boss wasn’t a wet behind the ears pushover of a college girl, you’d have been fired for dishonesty and incompetence years ago. How you’ve skated on shit and your forked tongue this long beggars belief. You couldn’t tell the truth if your miserable existence depended upon it, much less recognize it if it were to crawl up that asteroid sized arse.
Your Daughter worships the ground you waddle upon, poor little fool that she is.
Hopefully one day she’ll grow up and realize what a tight-fisted immature gluttonous waste of Earth’s valuable air you actually are. It breaks my heart and boils my blood (to volcanic temperatures) to think that no matter how absent you are, how galactically stupid, thoughtless with utter lack of care and regard for them, that at least one of your children continues to worship what amounts to 800lbs of manure wearing your sack of skin.
You didn’t deserve children – at all, let alone two of them from so wonderful a Mother as My Sarah. And stop telling Charlotte ‘I’m gonna get a slap if I’m not careful’ cause we both know that’s horseshit don’t we Slim?
You’re a big lad, but not a tough one.
You’re not a Father.
You’re not even a man!
If it wasn’t for Sarah, I’d have punched your teeth from your puckered mouth already. It’s by her grace and will I don’t tear your fucking beady-eyed pudding bowl of a head from your shoulders.
They’re good kids, when they put their minds to it. They turned out well, considering they’re fifty percent ook!
It didn’t have to be this way, moron. You could have been a grown up about the whole thing. You could have put your children’s lives and peace of mind ahead of your own wounded pride and dented ego, but no. Not you. You’d rather act like a bulbous baby whose had his toys taken away, every time you lay eyes on me and your ex. At least Sarah provides stability for her children. 4 years we’ve been together in front of those kids, now. You’re on your second partner in a year. How many more big-titted brain trust candidates are you going to parade in front of your kids, just for your own gratification. Cause let’s face it – that’s ALL you really care about.
If you truly cared for you kids, you’d make more of an effort to be in their lives. You don’t even know their teachers names. My only hope is that one day they both grow to an age where they see you for the waste of Daddy’s sperm you were, and continue to be.
You don’t want to go toe to toe with me, pal… you’re too out of shape to dance.
Darkgingerbread 