Babies

Yes, Mom. He's teething. I remembered you said you used to use whiskey when I was teething. I didn't have whiskey so I made him a White Russian. What do you mean, rub it on his gums?

"BABE... I JUST CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE".

MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON MY ENEMIES FOR I SHALL NOT

CREEPY ASS LITTLE MOTHER F*&$@#% a.k.a kids

Not all of them are thatcreepy...

I like to have all my ducks in a row.

Would you care to trade your banana for this delicious leaf?

So that's how you get Assbabies.

DIBS.

TIME TO DIE...

Congratulations, Mrs. Dorfmann, here's your Publisher's Clearinghouse grand prize. We ran out of money, so we're giving away one million babies. The rest are in the truck.

congrats you sick bastard

LEAVE THE GUN TAKE THE CHEERIOS