AHAHAAHAH SURE YOU WOULD BE, I BET YOU’D BE THE COUCH POTATO WIFE, MAKING THE HUSBAND DO EVERYTHING— I don’t know, maybe, maybe not, what is life. You ain’t my appa, get out of here, you’re the weird one, friend. MAYBE YOU NEED TO GO, BYE, GOOD BYE, DONE WITH YOU.
Truuuu. I’m not even gonna argue with that. I'mma be that wife that farts a lot too and doesn’t even know she’s pregnant. I’ll be givin’ birth in the local Walmart and I won’t even fuckin’ know the whole time. I’m everyone’s appa. DON’T FUCKIN’ TELL ME WHAT TO DO I'MMA FUCK YOUR BITCH ASS UP WATCH YOUR FUCKIN’ MOUTH