Your family leaves you at Mike Tyson's doorstep and he adopts you without question.
How do you like your life now?
>you will never get the instant approval of a cute asian girl that sleeps in the room next to you (or same room if Mike is just terrible/fantastic at roomplanning) by beating the shit out of pigeon for her honor
it's not like it'd be hard.
I think if any reasonably attractive man showed any interest in Yung Hee it wouldn't take much work to get her to fall for you. She's homescooled and is never around anyone her own age.
he has an entire flock of other pigeons. i'll just swap in one of the rest and say he has laryingitis
yeah that werewolf dork managed to at least get a second date. and i'm already about that hairy
>Aw Jeez, Marcus. I don' know what tha do about thesthe kidsth. I mean, I love em' bowth like theys was my own fwesh n' blood. But ifth they keep thisth up,Imma end up bein' a granpa to some six toed baby. I wanna be a granpa some day, buy not tah some f√¢ked up Hillbilly Baby.
Take care of my quickly degenerating new daddy and cry when he forgets my name due to rapid-onset dementia. He is immobile by the age of 60 and I wheelchair him out to his favourite park in Las Vegas and tell him to remember the rabbits.
Then I waste my inheritance on cocaine and poor investment decisions with pigeon.
Can I fuck the ghost?
Just snap Pigeon's neck when Mike isn't looking. Then concoct some bullshit story about him somehow accidentally breaking his neck.
Any will do, no matter how retarded. Because Mike is a booger eating moron and will buy it
Marquess and Yun of course know the truth. But will gladly keep it to themselves because they got tired of Pigeon's bullshit long ago