I hate to be the one to tell you, but your son might be a cyborg. Your only option is to drop him in a tank of molten steel. I'm sorry you have to go through this, but we're all here for you.
If he turns out not to be a cyborg, you will be charged with the murder of a child, and be forever known as the lunatic who thought his child was a soulless robotic killer. If that is the case, I am sorry you have to go through that, but none of us will be there for you.
So the lure of breasts will be the downfall of humanity, as I always expected.
Lmao YOTN, you need to do stand up or some shit, you are hilarious.
Hating the Yankees like it's a religion since 94'
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