Today I slapped my mother around. She was getting uppity. She claimed moneys that I had legally earned by gainful employment were rightfully hers. She was getting out of hand. I had to do something. It was an ugly business, but it had to be done.
I gave her a left backhand first, she wasn't expecting it, then a right cross knocked her to the ground. It was like mashing ground beef from then on.
What can I say? If someone hands you a twenty dollar bill and then claims to be a victim when you spend your hard-earned paycheck on booze and pills and cheap thrills, what else can you do?
She gave me no choice.
She got lucky. I could have whipped her like a dog.
