- baby: A-a
- mom: Apple? Say apple.
- baby: *jumps*
Minhas últimas palavras provavelmente serão sarcásticas.
*me coming down stairs*
mom: now that you’re awake, can you clean th-
hey it’s okay you can ship whatever you want, to each their own! *sees a ship i don’t like on my dash* wha tt the FUCK is this.. what the fuck