A lot of people don't really get me. They think I'm all about beating people up and nipple rings and cougars but I'm actually really deep. I spend a lot of time thinking about stuff like Moses and Hanukkah.
There are other things that I prefer not to think about but sometimes they just sneak up on me, like in that movie where she killed that creepy guy. Things like….Beth.
I think about Beth a lot. I wonder if she's walking or talking, whether she ever thinks about me. I mean I know she's still a baby or whatever but Quinn's really smart and my mom says that I developed up really fast so maybe Beth is like Albert Einstein or something.
Mostly though I wonder if she'll sing. I know that Shelby lady is an amazing singer, and Berry's mom which makes mine and Quinn's daughter Rachel's sister which might get weird if we ever all have dinner together at Breadsticks or whatever and Beth asks about her daddy feeling up her big sister. And Quinn can sing and I'm a bad-ass musician so Beth should be like crazy talented, right. It's like genetics or some science shit. I should ask that nerdy kid with the glasses that likes Rachel Berry panties.
Anyways, so yeah I think about Beth. It's like she's with me but not like really there, you know. The vasectomy I got this summer was because of her. Not because I regret her because I don't. But I can't imagine having to give up another Beth. I mean that Shelby lady is older, and totally hot in an older Berry way, and she has money and a job but I would have taken care of Beth. I'm not a deadbeat dad.
Sometimes Quinn sneaks up on me too, I mean not like for real cause she's with that kid with the lips or whatever, but like her essence. After the hospital and she became a Cheerio it's like the old Quinn is back and Beth never happened but sometimes I see her and she has this look, like a puppy that got yelled at and it makes me think that Beth sneaks up on her too.