My mother wanted children and planned to get pregnant. She loved me.
Your mother, some gravel-kneed gutter sl ut who didn't know which of the dozen foreign sailors that had their way with her in the back of the bar, wasn't smart enough to get an abortion. Instead, she shat you into the world in a Sunoco gas station restroom and dropped you of at the nearest fire station. She doesn't even remember any of this, being such a drugg- addled waste of breath and life.
