Chapter 91: The Messed-Up Thesis

"Good morning! Everybody! Good morning." Billy strides in with a bottle of beer in his hands and a huge smile on his face. "Oh dear," his mother says, shifting her gaze from her son with her hands on the dining table. "Billy.. You are just coming out of prison. Don't you think you should be doing other things with your young and promising life rather than throwing it away on drinks?" His uncle breathes out deeply as he looks Billy in the eye. "Also, wouldn't it be prudent to engage in additional pursuits blah blah with your youthful and auspicious spouse?" The influence of alcohol speaks. "What tha? What the hell does he mean? Honey?" He fixed his eyes on his wife. "Well, it's quite simple. He's wasted. He's wasted. Don't take to heart what a drunk says." His Asian wife holds his hands and calms him down. "Point of correction." My son is not a drunkard. He is just... Drunk and Ashy, the fuck are you drinking?" His mom yells. "What can I say, woman with a big head?"I'm happy!" He