>If your family trees starts to look like a wreath, and your children are born unable to breathe. That's a technical foul.
>If you're fucking your cousin, lusting for your sister, have kids with both, and you're always hustling. That's a technical foul.
>If your method of communication is grunting, and your brain's a stunting, and you're always punting to feed those selfish, ungrateful basdummys. That's a technical foul.
>If your favourite tune originated in Dixie, and your favourite daughter's daughter is Nixie. Well, I don't know what to tell you, but that's a technical foul.
>When one of those kids dies, you could have a dozen more. Fuck a little more, give a few tries. You might have to import from the baby store.... That's not a technical foul. Just fucking adopt, mate. As a matter of fact, DON'T!