You told me a lot about this nice lady. Why did you leave out the fact that she is a nymphomaniac whore? She went from June Cleaver to Peg Bundy in one fell swoop and practically raped me over the remaining hummus and pitas on the kitchen table. I finally gave up resisting and was going to let her have her way with me. But when her fat, drooling boyfriend entered the picture, I carried my ass outta there quick.
Now you have the nerve to believe her claim that I forced myself on Mommy Dearest. I can halfway understand why you and she would get restraining orders against each other, but do I need to restrain Mom's nasty-ass boyfriend, too? Fuck you and your beat-up "family!"