Youngest Speaks 3

Last post happened yesterday.  I had just finished keying it in when Youngest walks in the room.

Youngest:  Morning Mum.  How are you feeling?
Me:  Fine, thanks, Youngest.
Youngest:  Well, you won’t be in 2 minutes when I have to kill you to prove to Eldest Son that you can hate family members.  I kill you, he hates me.  Sorry mum.

Do I really live in a madhouse?  Should I really be fearful for my life?
 

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I am pro-choice. You make yours, I'll make mine, okay?

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