Hey, kid, why don’t you go check out those swings over there instead of trying to see your mom’s snatch with a daddy boner balls-deep inside of her? It’s obvious the adults are trying to have some adult time and that doesn’t include having you around crying the whole time killing pops’ wood. It’s difficult enough fucking a 5/10 on a cement wall in the rain at the park in broad daylight without you throwing tantrums all over the place. You wanted a brother? Then chill the hell out and help dad help you.