>knock @ door, answer
>”Hi, I’m here to see Stacey!”
>me: “who the fuck are you?”
>I’m her boyfriend
>me: “no you’re not”
>yes, I am
>cocks 12ga, “no, you’re not”
>be leaves
>daughter comes down
>where’s my bf?
>me: “oh, he stopped by earlier. Told me he didn’t want to see you any more, that he’s with some other chick. It’s ok sweetheart; he wasn’t good enough for you and sooner or later you would have found this out, possibly in a horrible way”
