“You’d threaten to disown and cut off your own son because you don’t approve of the person he’s dating?” “Approval has nothing to do with it,” she says, tone clipped and perturbed. “The chance of my boys choosing someone up to my standards is already slim. But when one is clearly bringing home a piece of gold-digging trailer trash? Well, I always like to see that it’s put out.”
WHAT A FUCKING BITCH!
