Would you have a kid with britney griner in order to produce an nba player
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I'm 6'4, so I'm gonna pray I have a son 
I'm 6'4, so I'm gonna pray I have a son
If you have a son, and he's 6"10+, and he takes jumsphots....I will find you :what1:
theoretic
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Yes. 
PortCityProphet
Follow me to the truth
can it be artificial? like through a turkey baster, or a sling shot or something.
Her voice is deep as shyt....
when she fukking 
HollywoodP
#LongLive24 #TMC, Lakeshow, ASU, Fukk Jerry Jones
Sounds too risky...its 50/50 that you even have a boy...cuz WNBA player aint profitable enough...and still you never know what can happen in 19 years...could get killed...could decide not to play basketball...or not put forth the effort to be great.
not worth it.
not worth it.
you would have several daughters in multiple failed, and horrible attempts at having a son. your only say in the matter would be if you willingly entered the grizzly's den. it would hurt you, your dikk would never be the same.
the girls would grow tall, very tall. they'd be a foot or so above the rest of their class. they would be freaks, the only place that they'd fit in would be the basketball court, in which they would walk under the enormous shadow of their mother.
haunted by boyless existences they would slowly rebel one by one. they would turn away from the court in favor of impressing heartless young men who would bang your freak show offspring as dares from friends.
the last one, the baby of the family, she would actually go through with basketball. she would end up being amazing, just like her mother. your friends and rude strangers remind you on a weekly basis how much cooler your life would be if she were a boy.
after years and years of living up to expectations and excelling, she enters the WNBA.
unfortunately, you never taught her proper money management and she ends up blowing all of her WNBA payload on a Prius and YMCA memberships for the whole family.
after watching your failed attempts at basketball infamy fail, the latter half of your life is spent caring for your family, who begin breaking down as they get older. you curse their lanky, deteriorating figures.
family get togethers are spent listening to thunder-voiced females argue about what contradictory information their doctors are giving them, and getting your hand smacked away from the food.
the girls would grow tall, very tall. they'd be a foot or so above the rest of their class. they would be freaks, the only place that they'd fit in would be the basketball court, in which they would walk under the enormous shadow of their mother.
haunted by boyless existences they would slowly rebel one by one. they would turn away from the court in favor of impressing heartless young men who would bang your freak show offspring as dares from friends.
the last one, the baby of the family, she would actually go through with basketball. she would end up being amazing, just like her mother. your friends and rude strangers remind you on a weekly basis how much cooler your life would be if she were a boy.
after years and years of living up to expectations and excelling, she enters the WNBA.
unfortunately, you never taught her proper money management and she ends up blowing all of her WNBA payload on a Prius and YMCA memberships for the whole family.
after watching your failed attempts at basketball infamy fail, the latter half of your life is spent caring for your family, who begin breaking down as they get older. you curse their lanky, deteriorating figures.
family get togethers are spent listening to thunder-voiced females argue about what contradictory information their doctors are giving them, and getting your hand smacked away from the food.
Kings County
Law III | Law XXV | Law XV
$lim
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that's a terrible visual
Foreal made me feel sick reading that
bytch look like she got a funky monkey
Dog Based Gremlin
Veteran
Id fukk in general 
Leonard Washington
Superstar
Im 5-11 and a solid 220. I think Id have to settle for creating a Linebacker or Defensive end with her. 