it's a baby with a gun

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Tinky: * washing his hands*

Baxter ( 5): * behind him* * holding a gun*

Tinky: * turns around and see's him*

Baxter: * giggles*

Beau and Ruby: * hiding in the corner*

Tinky: that's a baby with a gun!

Baxter: * plays with gun*

Tinky: BABY! WITH A GUN!!

Baxter: * looks at him happily*


Tinky: I'm calling the police * pulls out phone*

Tinky: * puts phone away* they hung up on me...


Baxter: * still playing with the gun*

Tinky: it's a baby with a gun!


Tinky: * turns around* * grabs chips* comfort eating!


Walten: * walks in* * notices Baxter holding a gun* aww, my baby has a gun * walks away*


Tinky: BABY WITH A GUN!!! * running around*


Baxter: * giggling*

Tinky: who sent you? was it Dipsy? I'll buy him a new turban


Tinky: does my insurance cover babies with guns?


Tinky: * on top of counter* GET OUT

Baxter: * laughing at him*


Tinky: how about we trade! * holding up Pudding*

Baxter: * eyes lit up with excitement*

Tinky: I'll give you this * hands Baxter Pudding* and you'll give me that * takes gun from Baxter* now isn't that be- oh

Baxter: * holding another gun with Pudding beside him*

Tinky: I'm really stupid!


Tinky: * points gun at Baxter* OH! it's not nice, is it? no, huh? I'm a MAN with a gun. and what are you? you're a BABY! YOU'RE NOTHING!!

Baxter: * whimpering*

Tinky: I'm sorry son... that was mean... you don't deserve that, you're young. here take mine * gives him gun*

Baxter: * holding two guns*

Tinky: it's a baby with two guns...


Tinky: * covering his eyes* where's the baby? * moves his hands* THERE's the baby! WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE!!!


Tinky: * running around* GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!


Tinky: * in the fridge* I'm hiding in the fridge now!!


Tinky: you know what I kind of want him to shoot me!! so when God's like " hey Tinky, who'd you die?" I'd be like " MAYBE BECAUSE I GOT SHOT BY A BABY WITH A GUN!!!"


Baxter: * giggles*

Tinky: * curled up in a ball* * crying*  you're a sick baby! a baby with a gun... 


Tinky: * running around the room*

Baxter: * somehow shoots him on the shoulder*


Tinky: * bandaged up* ... you have to leave-

Walten: * walks in again* * takes gun from Baxter and gives him a toy gun instead*

Baxter: * happy*

Tinky: ...


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