Just keep repeating that "better son" thing Lucifer while I'm trying not to listen.
You get such a kick out of rubbing that in, don't you?
All because mom forgot me in that amusement park when I was five. And didn't want to come back to get me.
Thanks a lot.
I thought big brothers were supposed to be caring and supportive. So much for that idea.
What a lovely beginning to the new year, old memories.
What a perfectly charming family I have.