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So cute

*drinks a cup of coffee* baby *fuzzy*: *baby nosie* me: it baby with a gun.... BABY WITH A GUN calling police and they hang on one of my ocs: awww it an baby me: IT A BABY WITH A GUN *throw somthing to the wall* -complete silence- me: how about we trade i 'll get the gun ad you get the- oh.. *me having a gun and the baby too* *bring a gun* me: HA HOW ABOUT THAT NOW ME HAVE GUN YOU HAVE GUN YOUR JUST BABY WITH GU I- ugh this is mean here you can have mine.... *baby *fuzzy* have tow gun* me (whisper): now he have tow guns... one of my ocs: where is the baby here the baby WHY YOU DON'T LEAVE GET OUT OF MY HOUSEEEEE * hides in fridge* i'm hiding in fridge now!