(after describing how he will kill and dismember her)"...I'll be a model for all men who’ve been cheated on, a warning sign for faithless bitches who make their husbands take on some other guy’s brood with a smile, with a purr and with lots of hypocritical talk about family. We went to church. For the christening. She stood at the front, do you remember, she had her progeny baptized, with holy water, and I had to buy a light blue suit, it was a light blue moment. She dissembled before God, and a chasm didn’t open to swallow up this whore, and I’ve got pictures, I can show you them, where she’s laughing her cowardly grin, with the child in her arms. And me. Boy did I ever take pleasure in that grin. A happy woman. And who was responsible for that happiness. I was. With my semen and my steady income and with my up-to-date outlook on modern fatherhood. I bought a little bed, and I bought all the equipment, and I bought a new car, because while the old one was elegant, it wasn’t safe enough for the holy cargo, and I bought toys and I bought a stroller and I bought and I bought and I bought, and I played the father, the loving, caring father..." ..."I wanted to see how a child grows up, and that piece of meat, that hunk of flesh got big and fat, and I sat at his bed when the teeth came, the whole night. Didn’t go to work when he got the measles, mumps, chickenpox, I don’t even remember them all. And I was proud when that slut, that black mark of my love came home in the evening at the end of my day of being a dad and found me exhausted because the boy hadn’t slept at lunchtime and hadn’t left me a free minute, just made noise and screamed for daddy non-stop and, idiot that I am, I thought he meant me."Not bad at all. He looks Chinese to me.