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"Don't you swear at me! What kind of fucking father swears at his fucking son?!" Joey yelled, stumbling through the door. He stared at the floor, breaking out in a hysterical laughter. "What the fuck am I talking about?! You swearing at me is just as fucking weird as me finding you hot! That's right, Daddy! I find you hot! You get my dick hard! That's why I hate you so fucking much!" Joey yelled at him. He stumbled over to his Dad. "I hate you! I hate you so much! It's your fault I'm gay! It's your fucking fault I can't fuck girls anymore! It's all your fucking fault!"
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