Chad: you my baby momma?
Chrissy: You know it and Maury knows it
Chad: But does my baby know it?
I told him you dies in a fire
Chrissy: I told him you hit by a train
Chad: everytime he steps on a crack, satan pours a little more gas on you
You is wrong for what you did to us
You shouldnt of done that
He was just a baby
Chrissy: It was the whiskey talking
I was only doing the bidding of my crystal meth overlords
Chad: fair enough
Well, I do like the meth
Chrissy: And the meth likes you
That's why I name the baby Methalomeu
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