"So Bobby heard about Paternity tests and gets a lock of his hair and lock of his sons and sends them both off to get tested. Big fucking no-no if that gets out."
"Anyway. I got the results back today. Proof positive that the little shit really is Bobby's son."
"Thankfully I swapped his and Jaime's sample so they wouldn't fucking blow up and kill each other when the results came out."
"Dealing with these people is like an episode of Gerry Springer with added pointy things."
"Anyway. I got the results back today. Proof positive that the little shit really is Bobby's son."
"Thankfully I swapped his and Jaime's sample so they wouldn't fucking blow up and kill each other when the results came out."
"Dealing with these people is like an episode of Gerry Springer with added pointy things."
Oh sweet meteor of death
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.