Oh, yes, and who decided it would be absolutely hilarious to mess with my dead body so that I would wake up incapacitated and confused? I may have woken up in worst positions at the brothels, but-- That's not the point. The POINT is that that just screams caring compassionate friend right there.
Look. I'm a fucking idiot. I'm a useless fucking idiot. I know that. Okay? I'm a hopeless excuse for a father. Don't you think I know that already? Why the hell do you think I--