Luke's Room

When Luke's mom was finally done, he waddled behind her in snotty tears desperately trying to keep up with her as his hanging pants caught around his ankles. Again she gripped his ear like a vice, not caring one bit if she might tare his ear off as she dragged her ungreatful, disobedient, unworthy off spring up the stairs.

20 years of hard work!

15 as a Single Mother!

All down the drain!

Flying into his room, Mrs. Caller slammed the door behind him, before stomping off.

"Idiot Boy!"

Luke took a while before crawling to his bed, front and rear hurting equally.

Today was...

Oh what have you gotten yourself into man!

Ms. Peach is crazy, and now your was stuck with her the rest of you life...

Mom's so pissed off!

And she's got Ms. Peach's Thong...

Fuck...

Luke's covers never felt so comforting, maybe he could just sleep this off and it be a bad nightmare.