To this day I feel sorry for my father. To my dad [my mother] always barks, "Do this, get that, go to the store and get this, wash the dishes." If I was married to her, I would have shot her, or shot myself. One of the two.

My dad believes in the bible to [sic]. When I point out scriptures like this to her, she gets really Eve on me. She acts like she is Napoleon Bonaparte, and sees the light. We are equal, she says. Yeah, equal until you divorce his ass. Take the house, and 65% of his income in alimony until you die. To me that is not very equal.

[Quotes Eph. 5:22 about wives submitting to husbands.]