13-year-old boy #1: Don’t you remember that you told me my Bar Mitzvah was terrible?
13-year-old boy #2: When did I say that? I did not say nothing.
13-year-old boy #1: Don’t you remember? You were talking to Eileen and you said I made a lot of mistakes. Don’t blame me.
13-year-old boy #2: Don’t blame you? You’re blaming me! This is why we can’t get together. Now we can’t eat dinner together. We need conflict resolution.
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