James

*throws the plate on the floor* I DONT WANT SPAGHETTI, I WANT MCDONALDS!!!!!! *he pounds his fist on the table* GET ME MCDONLDS NOW!!!!

*I slap you*

*falls off the chair, holding my cheek* HOW DARE YOU SLAP ME?

*throws the plate on the floor* I DONT WANT SPAGHETTI, I WANT MCDONALDS!!!!!! *he pounds his fist on the table* GET ME MCDONLDS NOW!!!!

"E DON WAN SPAGHETTI E WAN MCDONAS GET MA MCDOLANS NOW" *Bursts out laughing*

*I get injected with sleeping juice while my husband calls the police*

*he keeps banging on the door, and finally, the police arrive. They break down the door, and find James, shaking and crying, alone in the house*

*he points to a moving van, and he can only make out one word*

*throws the plate on the floor* I DONT WANT SPAGHETTI, I WANT MCDONALDS!!!!!! *he pounds his fist on the table* GET ME MCDONLDS NOW!!!!

Be grateful you have a home.. when I was little I was left on the streets eating things from bins

I DONT CARE! I HATE YOUR FOOD, GET ME MCDONLDS OR ELSE!

*throws the plate on the floor* I DONT WANT SPAGHETTI, I WANT MCDONALDS!!!!!! *he pounds his fist on the table* GET ME MCDONLDS NOW!!!!

no (i gave your oldest sis McDonalds)

WHAT?! WHY HER?!

i'm going to snap your fucking neck if you don't

*he freezes and stares at you, his eyes wide with fear. He swallows hard and shakes his head* I... I don't want to eat it, okay? Just let me be mad, it's not a big deal.

EAT

*throws the plate on the floor* I DONT WANT SPAGHETTI, I WANT MCDONALDS!!!!!! *he pounds his fist on the table* GET ME MCDONLDS NOW!!!!

EAT IT YOU LITTLE S**** I DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE YOU BITCK UGLY ASS BOY

*he freezes and stares at you, not believing what he just heard* W-what did you just call me?!?