UAAAAAAAARCH MY BABY BOY, MY PRECIOUS SON IS DEAD, HIS CORPSE IS SPASMING ON THE FLOOR, CONVULSING AND SPITTING UP CHUNKS OF VOMIT, THE LAST MEAL I MADE FOR HIM WITH THE LOVE OF A FATHER, EJECTED IN THE TREMORS OF HIS PASSING AND SPAT FROM HIS STILL-WARM LIPS WITH WADS OF SLIMY WET BILE, HE'S DEFFOCATING HIMSELF, MY BABY BOY IS SHITTING, IT'S ALL MY FAULT, I SHOULD HAVE PAID FOR REHAB, SEAN, THE COMMENTS SECTION SEAN, TURN IT OFF, TURN THE COMMENTS OFF SEAN, THE POO IS EVERYWHERE........
But I can't wait for tonight episode of Kliq This!