Yes, that's brilliant. Using your dad's cancerous tumors to get into her knickers, mate!
I'm not- I wasn't using his tumors.
Absolutely brilliant. I have rubbed myself off on you, haven't I? You've been like a tiny little bird, right? And I've been nurturing, I've just been feeding you a little pipette of breast milk, like that. And you've gone and grown up. Now you're flying away, aren't you? Off into the distance.






