No, I run this house, your mother was picked off of the street and followed me home and told me she was pregnant. Ever since I broke up with that whore she still walks around these streets. I have to pay for your life insurance now and take you to school and pay for your math books and lunch and stuff. I now even have to pay for taxes and your toys that you keep on bugging me for.
We cannot get a dog, not only will you only get to see it on Wednesdays, but you and I have to clean It's stuff and piss off the carpet. If you want a dog search for your mother on the streets.
