At the age of 29, Matthew Roberts finally hired a search agency to find his mother. Eventually, they located her, a woman by the name Terry. After exchanging letters for some months, his mother finally stopped beating around the bush and told her son the cold hard facts. His father was none other than the psychotic serial killer, Charles Manson. He had impregnated her during a drug filled orgy after she defected to San Fran with The Family, the cavalcade of Manson's brain-washed followers. After his birth, she moved back to Illinois and put Matthew up for adoption.

When Terry saw a photograph of her son she said her suspicions that evil Manson was the father were confirmed. Their facial features are near identical and they shared the same thick, dark hair.

Manson at 34 (left) and his son Matthew (at 41)
The face not even a mother could love... cuz it's effin' crazy

Now, this poor guy has to deal with the fact that he's basically the new Chip Hitler. And what makes this story even odder, is that behind his rock and roll goatee and long hair Matthew is a pacifist. His idol is Gandhi and he's a vegetarian. He doesn't even kill bugs. However, Robert's admits this does shed some light on a few things.

'I'm not nuts but I've got a little bit of it, said Matthew. 'It's scary and upsetting. If I get worked up, my eyes get really big and that's really freaked some people out before. 'I've tried to tone that down quite a bit. I don't like having that effect on people. 'I don't even like the fact that I'm big. It makes me even scarier.'

So, this guy is a pacifist with a mean streak, who also shares the same blood as the guy, who after learning about his new son starts mailing him odd things. "He sends me weird stuff and always signs it with his swastika," Roberts said. Now, I don't know what Manson has sent his newly found son, but I can assure you it's not a Fruits in Bloom Basket, or a nice post card with a San Fransisco Trolley on it.

Merry Christmas Son! All My Love and Craziness, Your Papa Charlie!

If I were Roberts, I'd just forget the whole thing. Pretend my daddy was Brett Farve, buy the 12 different jerseys with his name on it, and get on with my life, but he doesn't seem willing...

"He's my biological father - I can't help but have some kind of emotional connection. That's the hardest thing of all - feeling love for a monster who raped my mother. I don't want to love him, but I don't want to hate him either."

Everyone hates him. It's OK. Just go along with it, peer pressure is cool when it's people convincing you to hate Charles Manson. It's not like we're saying "C'mon, Dude. Smoke this doobie, everyone is doing itl". But let's face it, your father is Charles Manson. You better start earning cool points before girls run away screaming... here just smoke this cigarette... you'll look cool I swear...

Excerpts courtesy of The Daily Mail