Must be taking Tom longer to buy a baby than he originally thought it would. Or if she's really preggo, then she's sitting there, ready to kill. Silent birth? Bitch, please. And by bitch, I mean that midget. I'd like to see him shit something the size of a watermellon out his ass. Oh wait, he might like that.
Okay folks, I have a head cold. And DayQuil + Coffee = WEEEEEEEE!
Just so you know. Yeah.
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