Do you know what kind of father, is an asshole?
They failed drama or literature or mathematics, and they don’t get that you don’t side with a character, with a catch phrase, in context, that makes him a dickhead.
What’s a dickhead? It means he’s performing the incorrect action, by lack of his own foresight into entering into a situation.
“You’re eating me out of house and home”.
Your kid is eating, so you abuse him and make him fat, and then he eats more.
Why’d you have a kid, asshole?
Why not an abortion?
“No son of mine is going to be a communist.”
Your father, sends you to college, stalks you there, then screams at you when you tell him about the major he was proud of.
A communist is a cop or spy or soldier, asshole.
What is your father, some sort of pacifist pinko?
“No son of mine misses a day of work.”
You bankrupted your kid, why didn’t you just stop fantasizing about his asshole when he was an infant?
Do you think being a parent, is like having a job? Are you drinking a soda, while you’re sleeping, psychopath?
“What are you, queer?”
You lived a perfectly healthy life, without drugs or vice, and you prayed and applied humanism and religion together, the ideal American.
Your parent puts you into Scientology, because they don’t understand what a religion is.
Now you’re a slave to a backbred Chinaman.
“Is there something wrong with your head?”
Your father, shoves medication down your throat, then insists on reliving your childhood, except at restaurants.
You’re schizophrenic, you have a low-functioning parent.
“I’m running out of money.”
Your father thinks money, is a monetary token, because his father taught him the ‘facts of life’, a Menonite text for living in Dutch Country, through board games.
You never listen, you think you can learn life from simple numbers and placement advances.
Information is money, money isn’t a dollar bill.
Do you equate wealth, as your right? You earn wealth, with information (money), signified by currency tokens, in exchange for creating a good more valuable to the recipient sold, than the currency in return.
“You know, you were the bright spot of your mother’s life.”
What is my mother, a lesbian?
Are you a rapist, dad?
Mothers don’t like their kids, they like their husband, that’s why they have a kid.
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