-Sweet polar bear of my heart! Where are you??!
-for God's sake stop the shit with sugared names asshole!
-ohhh no love for your hubby? Come on baby, you know you luuuuuv me!! - he said while he was squeezing the hell out of my cheeks.
-Jonathan Harley Maddox!! I'm going to kill you while you're sleeping!
-you're not going to do that, you love me too much.
-yeah, I'm giving you that one. That doesn't mean I will not tie you to bed and bring in a hooker to rub her pussy on your face, you little drama bitch!
-stop there Dallas Annabel Maddox! Or you'll get kill while you're sleeping.
-no, i don't, because ya luuuuuuuvvvvv me too, cocky bastard!
-yeah, probably I'll just pay more the same hooker to tie you to bed and lick your face.
-Maddox! I'm hoping you don't be too attached to your balls, I'm planning using them for the stew tonight.
-no you're not young lady! I'm cooking tonight. Stay away from knifes and my balls.... I'm outta here.... teddy sweetheart, my little fur baby! You are so soft inside and stuff.
-get out of here! Call pops, tell him to be here an hour earlier.
-why? What you need?
-potatoes and hide what's left of your body...
-ciaoooooo! Little demonic bitch. I got married to a serial cooker.
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-Merry Christmas everyone! Time to Santa comes and do his magic!
-cool! What did I got? You are the best gift giver in the entire world!!
-here, Jon, I did this one specially for you, hand craft, today!
-really? I love you when you get crafty!
-you are so going to enjoy this one, honey.
-here's yours, enjoy!!
-oh my God! Is this one reanimated?
-and collision course. Both signed.
-goddamned, bring me that one, I'll give you the other one, asshole! You supposed not to be so cool on gift giving.
-why? Not! I'm opening this one, right here and now!
-I don't think you want to....
-lesbian porn? ! Are you fucking joking on me?! Daaaaaaadddddd!
-...open that!
-what?! What's happening kiddo?
-I need your help...
Damn he is death staering me, I need to run.
-watch this bitch wife I've got! I'm going to kill her and I want you to help me hide the body in a deep profound wood full of bugs. Big bugs.
-sorry son, I promised her first I'll help her hide yours.
-you're my dad! I'm your trust man in the club!
-she offered me a dozen of chocolate cupcakes. ...
-a dozen of chocolate cupcakes? That what I worth for you!?
-hey, son, look, she put peanut glass on top of it. She is the only one who does those and really, are the best. I had no choice in this! But....
-but what?! You little betrayer....
-if you learn how to cook them before she kills you, i can kill her for you.
-hey! I heard that! Now I'm going to kill you both... And no cupcakes for anyone.
-I'm the president! Guys are not allowing this!
-of course we do! She offered a dozen per week for each member! I'm so tottaly not seeing what happen.
-you little shit. She's strategic!
-pres! We are not helping her to hide the body if that's for help.
-you are all dismissed for the club little rats! I'm getting all the cupcakes.
--guys!
-what!?
-I love all of you. Cupcakes are in the fridge! There's 3 types, 6 dozen of each. Enjoy. I'm making the coffee.
-we love you too. Except the part when you blackmail us with pastry. That's not cool, sweet polar bear.
-no you too pops!!
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Non-Fictionsometimes life love to play tricks. gives you most important people just to take everything from you in just one week. what can you do when something like that happens? when you lose everything you work for, your family, your entire life, the pers...