My son gave me a snow globe for my birthday this year.
A FUCKING SNOW GLOBE
This is what I get, for being the father that raised him.
The father that worked his hands to the bone to put a roof over his head and pay for his education.
I'm so goddamn angry right now, I could kick that incense-addled, ungrateful jerk right in the crotch.
That way he'll know exactly what it feels like to have a son like him. The little shit.
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