Wahaha! This reminds me of a frequent occurence when I was nine years old or so. One of my little brothers would start annoying me, and I'd tell him to stop or I'd beat him up. So of course he wouldn't stop, and I beat him up. What always puzzled me is how my mom didn't see the logic of it being his own fault...
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'tis very good
edit: oh and like they say: They're cute.... when they're not yours.
i fear you now.