I told them I wasn't going to give birth to them.
His mouth is moving.
It must have fallen through a crack.
Because he's a little prick!
It's like, oh you gave birth to me Please enjoy this fancy candle.
Because "6, 7 ate".
ME: "Look! Ice cream!" *5 min later* 3YO COVERED IN ICE CREAM: "How do babies get out of be---"
No idea.
Piiig
Hey, I'm Danish. JK they're pastries, they can't talk.
A dictatorship. *sobs*
sobs* Friend: Bad breakup Me: No. *wipes tears* My Instagram isn't working.