Ok this pic says it all. Mommy I am not your Halloween whore accessory. Can I run away screaming? I promise I won’t go to far *steals sword and stabs her in the gut* phew, that was a close one. I almost grew up to be a d-bag.
“Lady, I’m getting tired. And your skin smells like my daddy when he comes stumbling home late on the weekend.”
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