Tatianna Kush

My daughter , Tatianna Kush, makes me rue the day I dropped my DNA inside her mother. Ever since I can remember she’s talked back to me and shown absolutely no respect for her father. I gathered up some money and we were soon off to Dr. Harvard’s office in the hope that she’d stick with her own kind….if you catch my drift. I knew I was in for the shock of a lifetime when he brought in someone who looks like the guy who robbed me at gunpoint last year. Dr. Harvard insisted that I should watch my pain in the ass daughter make out with the black guy to overcome my fears. Everything was going smoothly until he whipped out his baby-making machine and my little pumpkin started planting kisses all over it. The rage inside me almost came to a boiling point when she rode him in nearly the same manner that she’d ride ponies when she was a little girl. I thanked the good lord when it was over but something tells me I might be the father-in-law to a black guy someday very soon.