In it the main character had a marshal art called Slapping and what he would do
to a foe was repeatedly slap them in the face well saying, “who’s your daddy?â€
If he was to slap me in the face and ask me who my daddy was I would have to say I don’t know. Ever time he slapped me and asked me who my daddy was I would say I don’t know.
I wouldn’t keep saying - I don’t know because I’m an a-hole - I would say it because I’m a bastard. (don’t know who my biological father is)
When I was young it kind of bugged me because I didn’t know what Nationality I was so when people asked me what Nationality I was - I would just make one up.
Sometimes when girls asked me what Nationality I was - I would say,
“Polish and you know what they say about Polish men don’t you?â€
When they said no – I would say – once you had Pole you never go back.
And I wouldn’t say it because I was a bastard - I would say it because I am a bit of an a-hole. Cheers!


