Naw, naw:
"Dad, you said the SQA had strict invigilation standards preventing people from arbitrarily erasing my record, didn't you?"
"Aye son, I used to work for them, laying out Art canvases..."
"Right, well, things have changed and I'll let our friends (I use this in the sarcastic Korean sense) Kelly Anderson and Amber Morgan explain why they're trying to turn me into Micheal Gillon".
He'll leave with a look of veritable disgust, challenged of his own perceptions of the system. You know what he'll probably say to me?
"I'm glad I'll be dead before these feman-feminists or whatever you call them fully destroy mankind."
To which I'll say, warm-heartedly,
"And so will I. Where's that codeine stash?"