Kevin finally has a day off (lazy ass). He decides to stay in his bed all day doing nothing. *knock knock whore* Guess who it's Streber (I hate my life). Mans is sobbing.
Kevin: Hey my little tittle what's wrong
Streber: Im.. Im PREGNANT
We need milk
Your lactose intolerant
Almond milk
You don't like almond milk
Coffee creamer
You don't drink coffee you like tea
Eggs
Bitch no you did this
I didn't do shit
It's a boy
Fine
^9 months later^
BREATH? PUSH? IVE NEVER HELP A MAN GIVE BIRTH
*breathing really heavily*
Doctor: I CAN SEE THE HEAD! PUSH YOUR DOING GREAT!
*births* awhhh
It's a boy. Wait! I see another one
WHAT
HELL NO WHY DIDNT YOU GET AN ABORTION
KEVIN THESE ARE OUR KIDS
I'm sorry
Congrats on two twin boys.
Awwhhh we'll name them Michael and Jackson
Really Streber.
What.
Nothing
^5 years later^
And I told him to put them up for adoption
Bob: I can't imagine having kids
Your lucky
Fr
See ya Bob I have to get home
*at his and strebers house*
Where have you been *sitting in a dim room petting a cat like a villain*
Out.
With?
People.
I'm not playing games Kevin Lawrence Kandy.
I was with bob.
Kevin I don't wanna do this, but we might need to get a divorce.
WAIT! I'm sorry I'll change. I'll stop hanging out with bob. Don't leave me.
I have to see that you changed
Yessir.
Our children got hit by a car and are dead
WHAT NO
