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36 lines
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"Now, normally there are three ways out: being super lucky, super smart or super strong. Our daughter just invented a fourth: being super stupid. That's quite an accomplishment, don't you agree honey?"
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OUR daughter? MOM?! Aren't you long dead? WHAT
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"She was super kind!"
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"Shut up Lizzie, you're ruining my flow. I'm supposed to be a bad cop."
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"But that's just an act and actually you love her?"
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"Of course I love her, she's my baby! You wouldn't understand, being lesbian and all."
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"I bet I love her more than you!"
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"You'd lose. What did you ever do for her?"
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"Ummm, being there for one?"
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"Hey, you're good, but seriously, don't push your luck."
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I start hammering on the bed. I deserve answers.
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"Yeah, I know you have questions. To keep this short, in your whole life the only things we had no control over are 1) your genes, 2) Liz here, and 3) you being a submissive bondage slut. Hey, no judgement, we do enjoy your streams. What, you think you can just up and have an audience? Do you know how many camwhores are there? Well, we have very important things to do now, we'll talk later. Good to see you're doing well."
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Dad stayed for a minute more.
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"Mute, don't think for a second we have anything but complete love for you. We understand you may be upset with us, but you have to hear us out before you pound the govel."
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I turn to Liz.
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"I only know what they've told me, that's far from everything but anyway, here goes."
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I sit and listen.
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(end of page)
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