Tell your mother if she doesn't buy you a gun that you'll shoot her.
The funny thing is I get my temper from her. I can trace it. It went from my grandpa to her to me. So basically it’s her fault I’m always pissed off. I mean that’s what Christmas is anyways when you get older. It’s like a slightly more interesting grocery list. So get me what I’m gonna get anyways MOM. She told me when she was training to use her gun she was in literal tears cause she was thinking about if she ever had to use it what she would be using it for.
Life ain't pretty, deal with it.
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