My son is useless by mother_billings9-04-01 His father chose the name Gabe. It was a compromise really. I wanted to go with GayBoy.
He never picks up his socks by mother_billings9-04-01 Hey, Mrs. Billings! Long time no see! Hi Russ! So how's that bastard son of yours doing? Still breathing. Damn. Unless you want to make some money.
And the bastard never uses the right fork. by mother_billings9-04-01 My therapist said it would help me get over my extreme hatred of the issue of my womb by visualizing him in a sympathetic role. Oh, no, a wounded sparrow. I'll mend its wing. AAAGGHHHHH!!! AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!
Sometimes, when he stutters, I visualize his death. by mother_billings9-04-01 I love hypnosis. Good boy, just stay like that till Kevorkian gets here.
He's always ruining Thanksgiving. by mother_billings9-04-01 So where is your grandfather, Mrs. Billings? Umm, I've got a little confession, Dr. Kevorkian. I just told you it was my grandfather so you'd come out. It's really my son. It's your dime, lady. Just so I get to off someone. Right, right...About that, I got a little too enthusiastic and ended up just knifing him in the gut and throwing him in the back alley. You mean that alley right there with the ambulance pulling into it? FUCK.
Coo coo ca-choo by mother_billings9-10-01 Come on in. Yep. Two months later... Thanks for the butt sex. Yep.