Now who bad-ass son is this? Y'all better stop letting y'all motherfuckin' kids believe everything they see on TV. Y'all know who it is man, it's DJ Hempty back on stereo with another post. Hey man, how much I want to bet he got silver caps in his mouth too. I'm just saying.

I hate G-Footage the most because, every time, that first edition thought it would get me every time. And that poor little baby was like, My bae! My bae! Little badass little kid! My bae!

Oh, that's so cute. Poor little thing. He looks kind of painful. He'll be okay. Let him dream. Let him be whatever he wants to be. Spider-Man, Batman. Let him do it all. Let him enjoy his childhood. It's so precious, to be honest. So adorable.

God dang it! It was the solid thud for me as I jolted a little bit. I was conflicted. I didn't know whether to laugh or wait. I'm talking about my back. Serious? Sheesh! I know that had to hurt. But yeah, that's what kids do.