That bitch cut me out of her will because as she so eloquently puts it "Pedro you are a fat, drunken, worthless, drug addicted, good for nothing, pile of dogshit"
That was until she developed dementia.
Every time I visit her in the nursing home she thinks that I am 6 years old again. If I implant the idea that her innocent little boy will be penniless and on the street I can get her to change the will to include me again.
What I need is some art projects made by a child.
I plan on giving them to my mother over a couple days to soften her up a bit. I have tried to make some already but they look too nice, These need to be authentic looking.
Will trade for cash or maybe a few pieces from the estate.
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