What Kind of Slime Ball
What kind of slime ball are you dating? She asked her niece.
The kind of slime ball that used to be married to you,
her niece responded in a sassy mean way.
Ending all conversation and alienating the family in one swell swoop.
How dumb are you? He asked his cousin.
His cousin knew that to respond would be silly,
So he was silent, infuriating the one who likes to argue with everybody.
Negativity breeds negativity.
The only way to get around it, is to get away from it.
Even if it means dropping your family of origin
for a new family of friends.
But certainly worth it.
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