My 4-year-old niece Klubnikis was getting hassled by a boy called Xavier in her daycare. She likes to dress like a princess, and his unintelligent Mommy taught him to bully girls who like princesses.
I told my sister to teach Klubnikis to beat the bully. “This will get him to fall in love with her on the spot,” I said.
A while later, Klubnikis let us know that she had taken these lessons to heart.
“I’m tired of fighting with Xavier, Mommy,” she said.
“Why are you tired?” my sister asked.
“My hands and arms hurt from hitting him,” Klubnikis explained.
The other day, my sister called me and exclaimed, “Your method worked! Now Klubnikis and Xavier are best friends and are planning to get married.”
“Duh,” I said. “How do you think I always achieved success in my personal life?”
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