Okay so people have been mildly freaking out about me being so 'emotional' and 'caring' towards my nephew and the events of his day-to-day. Simply put, yall can't handle the emotionless, God of Assholes being cute and funny about a little baby-thing. So I will cease, sufficing with these two pictures:
that's John getting his rap on
and that's John screaming "BITCH GET ME A SODA" at my mom. He does that.