Dear Son,
I admit that I was being obnoxious. I was dancing around the kitchen and singing while you were trying to play a video game. I also admit that, yes, it was probably my fault that your guy died when I whispered the lyrics in your ear and kissed you on the neck. However, that does not excuse using biological weapons to retaliate. Farts are not weapons of revenge!
Love Mom
:)
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