I don't want to brag, but... when I was a baby and my dad was changing me, I projectile pooped all over him. He was trying to regroup, so he aimed me in a different direction, so I got the ceiling and the walls too. I was a generous infant.
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Careful now, meth is like love. It knows no borders, no age, no race or creed. Meth just is. Who are we to assume this whole thing wasn't a meth fueled nightmare from the start? Kid tried going full John Chewiesak on his ex, boom box and all.