Even better 30 years later. After an abusive redneck retard and an series of Mexicans, my daughter keeps trying to get us back together. I'll pass, thanks.
Even better 30 years later. After an abusive redneck retard and an series of Mexicans, my daughter keeps trying to get us back together. I'll pass, thanks.
I divorced the slut. Told her to get a job and her own apartment. A few months later she was a waitress in the shittiest restaurant in town and living in the government projects. Fuck around on me, slut. Happy life, sweetie!