You don't choose your parents. Oh no.
Mine are completely crazy: you think you know them, but beware, when they are home they change completely. Innocent for the outside world, completely demented.
I like them anyway, they are the coolest parents. They make me travel a lot, visit places and people, buy me tons of toys and cute clothes, like exercizing with me, share their super good dinners with me, play and sing along, rock me to sleep, wake up in the middle of the night when I have nightmares or when I am hungry...
Insanity in its worst expression.
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