I spent most of the morning and afternoon with her needy ass, listening to her gripes and painting her toenails because she didn't feel like going to the salon.
If anyone sees anything wrong with me doing that feminine s**t, then they should've seen me with my daughters when they were toddlers. I don't give a f**k, whatever my girls want, that's what the f**k they get.
My boys can't say s**t because most of the time they were right there with me, especially Jared's ass. My boys are already dreading the three she's carrying now. They just know they're gonna be worst.
If anything is worst than Mengele Kat's on her f*****g own, I didn't sign up for that s**t. "How's your tummy this morning?" s**t looked like it dropped to me but I kept my opinion behind my teeth.
In this house whenever I
