So yeah, Marilyn left him with his kid. Amazing. He doesn't even know how she found him but he doesn't really care either. For the past three years he's been pretending to be his brother Stanford and now he has an eight year old kid to look after. Just great, amazing really.

Stanley just looks down with a slight grimace at the small child. Damn. This was one thing that he wasn't expecting when he woke up this morning.

"So... what's your name kid?"