Me: Son, you keep teasing your sister and one of these days she's going to tag you right in the eye.
He: Pffft! I don't think so. She knows better.
Me: Mm-hmmmmm. Keep it up. I'm telling you, she's going to pop you one and make you cry.
He: Yeah, right.
**********Several weeks later, during a power outage when nerves were high after sitting in
the dark for well over an hour*************
He: Shut up, Randa!
She: Ismail, stop it. Don't say 'shut up.'
He: You're not the boss of me. I said, 'Shut up,' so 'SHUT UP!'
She: Ismail! Stop yelling!
He: Yeah, heifer! SHUT UP!
She: No, Ismail! SHUT UP.
***SMAK! HIGH-PITCHED SCREAMING AND WAILING!*****
Me: Aiman, give me the flash light! Son, what happened?
He: She punched me in the eye! I'm going to kill her!
Me: Let me look at it. Hmmmm. Remember a few weeks ago when I told you to let her be or she'd pop you?
Me: Well, consider that eye dotted!