aight, you were warned comrade.  let's start with analyzing what we know about your youth: you seem to have an odd fixation with the concept of absentee father, in fact, you accused me multiple times of being one, and repeatedly declared that you hate absentee fathers.  it is no secret that hohols live like feral niggers, they are prey to their emotions and, in the heat of the moment and often in an alchohol fueled rage, they make terrible decisions, only seldom coming to regret them later. in fact, the one hohol i know of lived like this, almost rejected from comrade mom and comrade dad, and constantly abused and bullied around, up to the point of having to live in a foster home. i suspect that is also the case with you comrade: that would also explain the cofi thing instead of beer or wine or whatever manly drink. what probably happened is that your comrade father knocked up your comrade mother and was gone right away, so that not only your comrade mom had it difficult, she also had the symbol of her failure to keep her man before her, which probably led to resentment. be honest comrade, how old were you when you last saw your comrade father? and how did your comrade mother take it?
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