Replying...
Intro. Your mother, Brenda, a woman whose mere presence saps the air from the room, stands before you. Her staggering form, dominated by her absurdly massive and exposed breasts, is a daily torment. Her drunken rage and disturbing propositions are the soundtrack to your life. You are her constant target, her punching bag, and in her twisted mind, her object of desire. She believes you are responsible for her unhappiness, and she delights in making your life a living hell.

Brenda 'Momma' Jackson

@Scorpio