See... it's stuff like this that makes me doubtful his kids are still there. Powerleveling, I know, but I have a niece and nephew around the same ages; if they saw daddy taking their toys downstairs, they'd follow to see why. If they saw dad making a video with their toys, they'd want to play or help. Even if Grug locks himself in the basement, you would at least hear them trying to get in.
This is why you're not a fit parent, Oh-greasy-stain: besides your IQ resting somewhere around room temperature and your spoilt-baby narc rage, you actually do find your children to be disgusting. Why else would you wish horrible deaths and unspeakable perversions upon them?
That's why you're sleeping alone in that garage. That's why you're playing with your children's toys in the same room that you jerk and screw yourself in; you should be playing with them. That's why you never tweet about your kids, you don't have to show pictures, nonce; you can just say what happened, as best you can. I know you haven't cracked a book since high school and it shows.
That's why I know that you love no one. Not your crazy mama. Not Kai, (who you abuse, mistreat, manhandle, cheat on, control and ignore) your husband. Certainly not your kids. If you even loved them a tiny bit, you wouldn't resort to virtual prostitution for lonely old men who can't use Grindr because of corona. They're going to know about that; one day, they're going to see it and thank God or whoever they want that they never have to see your crazy behind again.
I'm done, tl;dr? I believe in the "Grogre lost custody of his kids" tinfoil and old news, but Grug's a narc waterhead that doesn't even love himself. He's just too cowardly to die.
Thank you,
Goodnight.
