My son sent me a box of handmade birthday chocolates. The next day, he called and asked, “So, how were the chocolates?” I smiled and said, “Oh, I gave them to your wife and the kids. They love sweets.” He went silent… then screamed, “You did WHAT?” His voice shook, his breathing stopped.
My own son tried to kill me with a box of poisoned chocolates, and I unknowingly saved my own life[…]
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