Son #2: Hey, [son #1] just texted me.
Me: Oh? What'd he say?
Son #2: He said, "You need to wipe your butt. I can smell you all the way out here in Lubbock."
Me: Well, when you text him back, you tell him I said "Don't make me have to come out there and whup you."
Son #2: (puzzled). Why would you want me to tell him that?
Me: Because when he's 300 miles away and hardly ever gets to see you, he ought be texting you loving messages of brotherly affection.
Son #2: But that's what this was.
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