YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND SON I NEED THAT MONEY FOR BOURBON AND SCRATCH CARDS
If you hadn't driven her to smoke meth while pregnant, I wouldn't have this huge humpback and bad kidneys.
....Just....what?
I don't hate you. It's just that every time I look into your eyes, I see your mother staring back at me.
You see son, I have a brain condition where sometimes I get people's faces mixed up.
Which also provides a convenient explanation for why I used to touch you when you were a kid.