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31/07/2022
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MadameCercle

Trop délicat, le moineau.
Transcript:
Hello son.
Son? I thought you no longer regarded me as a son.
Whatever gave you that idea?
I think it was when you stared daggers into my eyes and exclaimed, “I have no son”.
What, can’t you take a joke?
You said that I was no longer your sidekick and I was dead to you.
You shouldn’t take me so literally.
You’ve been telling everyone I went up in a fiery explosion.
Kids today just can’t handle a little good natured ribbing.