Bro how dat look me posting screens of my soon 2 be mother in law?

I luv my pops, ima still rearrange his wifes guts but i love my pops.
The text convo went like this
Mommy: how have you been young man?

Me: oh I been aight, how pops doin?
Mommy: Don't you worry about him young man..I WANT DAT DIK NUCCA
Me:

seriously?
Mommy:

YOU THINK IM PLAYIN BYTCH nikka BRING DAT DUSTY DIK HERE ALL DEM DAMN BABYMAMAS U GONE RUN DIS p*ssy AND I MEAN RIGHT NOW YOU LIL bytch U.
ME:

but when we going to do it doe?
Mommy: get a room at the snooty fox off 48th st, I'll meet you there at 9pm, get me a fif of hen and some swishers

dont waste my tyme lil boi mama gettn fukked 2night you hear me young man?

I WANT DAT DIK!
Me: yes mam

I understand.
Mommy: lil bytch .

and if you tell yo daddy my nephew dequan gone run a fade.
Me:

wait, dequan dequan? Who a gangster disciple DEQUAN?
Mommy: yup, play wit me lil boi
Me: No mam, no games will be played, your dikk is on the way mam.

shall I bring any other assortments with me to the motel fir your pleasure mam? Your wish is my command
Mommy:

MARK.