75 "deep down inside I don't know anything"

My dad came with me today to take Lance to the vet. (Zeebo bit one of his toes and skin was hanging loose.) I was suggesting that I get him a little whiteboard and we write down everything we tell him (he says we don't tell him anything). He didn't really give me an answer on if he thought it was a good idea. Instead, he said "Deep down inside I don't know anything."

How fucking sad is that?

I hate this disease. I wish I could beat it to death with a baseball bat.