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I asked you for a baby, not for fucking 67 babies, cuck. Your juice was just too strong. Blame yourself, cuck. Daddy, please get a job. Calm down, cuck. I will, but not now. You need to get a job and stop playing that fucking PlayStation 5. Okay, fine, bro, but let me go get some milk for breakfast. Man, I ain't returning back. I can't stand him. Where the fuck is he with that milk, cuck? Where are you, cuck? Sorry, I ain't coming back. We are so cucked, I have no money to pay rent. We are gonna get evicted, fuck. You are evicted, ma'am. You have to get out today. But I have six, seven kids and I have no place to live. Ain't my problem, cuck. Please scan this lottery ticket. Oh, my God. You just won $1 million, congratulations. Yo, what the fuck, she won a lottery? That, bro. I need to get my piece of it, too. Is it gonna need to home? Yes, and she busy with me, huh? Get away, poor guy.