John's eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Words failed him for a few seconds as he stared at his son in disbelief.
Finally, the shock gave way to anger and he clenched his teeth, his eyes still wide. "Excuse me?" he hissed. "I did not --"
He paused and glanced about himself, not wanting to call more attention to their argument. He gripped the back of Greg's chair and leaned down toward him, continuing just above a whisper. "I did not fuck you up. How dare you say that? I'm the one that paid for your food every day of your life when you were growing up, that paid for your college tuition -- until you got yourself kicked out because you can't bring yourself to be a fucking human being."
He let go of Greg's chair and stood upright, breathing deeply. "Take some responsibility for once in your life, Greg. Don't blame me for your shortcomings."
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Finally, the shock gave way to anger and he clenched his teeth, his eyes still wide. "Excuse me?" he hissed. "I did not --"
He paused and glanced about himself, not wanting to call more attention to their argument. He gripped the back of Greg's chair and leaned down toward him, continuing just above a whisper. "I did not fuck you up. How dare you say that? I'm the one that paid for your food every day of your life when you were growing up, that paid for your college tuition -- until you got yourself kicked out because you can't bring yourself to be a fucking human being."
He let go of Greg's chair and stood upright, breathing deeply. "Take some responsibility for once in your life, Greg. Don't blame me for your shortcomings."