Lol. I'll never forget an argument I had with mom when I was a kid. Both of us breathless in a completely trashed kitchen - broken dishes, blood on the walls (not much, no serious injuries, just cuts), kitchen table with a mother-sized hole in it, broken chairs..... and I finally just spit it out:
"Why'd you do it, huh?? Why'd you go and have me??!? You hate me! You starved me! You've never loved me! Why did you even let me be born, knowing "Upgrade" was never gonna claim me or raise me as his own???"
She looked genuinely confused (!) and sputtered out: "Son, shit just happens sometimes."
Silence. Wide eyes. Heavy breathing..... more silence.... and we both hit our limit.
We both busted out laughing as we cleaned up the kitchen together. Love that old bitch, lol. She funny.