If--as a parent--you're gonna bring up that 'we gave you life' shit and your kid's OLDER than an 8^th grader? Hell. Might as well lean into it, I guess.

Complain about that infamous shit-launched diaper or that time you shamed the whole family tree at the mall. But do better, no?

B should print a copy, mark it up with red pen and Post-Its and mail it back.