Normally I’d say don’t do anything rash, but rash seems to be a genetic trait.
I’m beginning to realize crazy is genetic.
The thing about cross-breeding dogs, you get the right genes, you can get a perfect creation. But it doesn’t matter how perfect they are. It’s not enough.
It’s in his blood, this miserable f***ing existence. My rotten, f***ing putrid genes have infected my kid’s soul. That’s my gift to my son.