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My Son Lied His Ass Off

My wife died and I was the only parent that my son had.
But he decided to get me in trouble because he was mad.
The brat called the police and told them that he had been molested.
He lied to them because I wouldn't buy an XBOX and I was arrested.
He wanted to be like his friends, he wanted an XBOX One.
I never thought that I would be sent to jail by my own son.
The entire jury kept looking at me with hate in their eyes.
They said I was guilty and I'm somebody who they despise.
When it came to making a decision, it only took the jury five minutes.
When I tell you that when it comes to trouble, I sure am in it.
I was sentenced to twenty years because the jury found me guilty.
My son thought he would get an XBOX One from his foster family.
But his foster family is Amish and now he regrets the jury's decision.
My son can't play any video games, he can't even watch television.
His family doesn't even have electricity and he wants a new home and he wants it fast.
But Karma is a bitch, he lied his ass off and now video games are a thing of the past.

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