"I married you against my father's wishes, I beared you your multiple monsters, I spread my legs for you with no hope of return affection, and I've done your laundry for 20 fucking years...now it's your turn to do the right thing.
P.S. Put the washcloth behind your head when you do it. I've cleaned up enough of your damn messes."
It's just an object. It doesn't mean what you think.
It's just an object. It doesn't mean what you think.