Justify what? Talking about your sainted mother? No justification required being that you're such a hypocritical preacher man. I was merely shining a light on your oversensitivity.
You threaten to send your mom up to the panhandle to do the job you can't, and I'm pathetic? Does your mommy still cut your meat for you as well? Does she pre-chew the gristly parts of the armadillo so as not to make it too difficult for her little gooby to swallow?
She should have checked your room for lead paint chips before deciding not to give you up for adoption.
