Blame is a tricky game to play Eduardo as you'll soon find out. I'm sure you'll blame yourself when your mrs fires out a little brown one after your trip to the subcontinent. While you were being ripped off buying a knock off watch or some other tat the natives flog fat swarthy cunts like you, my "dad" was busy knocking her up with his leathery, cheese encrusted bellend. Don't sob too much-the little half breed cunt that you'll be forced to raise as your own might be able to make you a good, shit flavoured, curry.