Jonathan McBay

His mother was a crack whore. He was born with fetal alcohol syndrome. CPS took him away and awarded him to the state. He was raised in a state hospital with a slither of a chance to be adopted. He was "slow," but had endearing attributes. He was angry. He realized he had no parents, no brothers or sisters, aunts or contacts.

One day an Irishman adopted the black young man. He also had previously adopted a female child a bit younger. Jonathan was sixteen and horny. You guessed it.

The father beat the young black man and tossed him back to the state. He became too old to stay. He hit the streets. He resides in a state of rebellion at age thirty. He is a child in the mind and afraid of his future. He is lovable when he is not flipping staff a bird and saying "fuck you bitch" to be tough.

There was no stage in which he felt popular and loved unless he created it in his immediate environment. He became an expert at that. He discharges in two days and I will miss the man child, Jonathan McBay.