Text: Kit Kat, come 'ere so I can kiss yer. yeah? Fuckin' can't get enough of yer pregnant wee belly and that sounds fucked up but I want yer tae be pregnant forever. Also, bring me a pint.
Text: Twist, your at a meeting. I'm not driving half way across town for a kiss..... ill be there in twenty minutes. I packed a four pack in your back pack, it's in the car. Well I don't. Next time, you can be pregnant. He's kicking. I think he misses daddy. Love you. See you soon, Twist King xx













