My loving son, Junnie, He loves toy cars, especially fire trucks and police cars. I think we are running out of room to park these toy cars.
Back in my days, when I was growing up, I didn’t have toy cars. I had to play with rocks and sticks, pretending to be toy cars.
Oh, I am speaking of DNA and how my son and I look alike.
Let us compare these poses, I think, my poses are far more interesting and It really convey the idea that I fucking owned the car!
I think he does look like me. right?
