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So we’re sitting around the bbq slightly tipsy, and there’s an argument brewing. A friend of mine mentions something about someone’s mother, so I asked “is it going to be a yo-momma fight now?”. It did not go the way I expected.

My friend looks at me, and says “well, I met yo momma, and she’s awesome”.

I look back at him “well, I met yo momma, too, and she’s awesome, too.”

Arthur joins in “well, I met everyone’s momma”.

A sudden silence and someone says “I think Arthur was doing it right”.