Start an 'yo mamma' battle
a million 'yo mamma' possibilities swarm into your cerebral cortex, all you have got to do is grab one,
'my mother's dead'
you wonder how your mother (or the bad luck demon who stalks you in gym class) would feel if they heard you say this, and you cross your fingers.
He stares at you horrified
You begin to laugh
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