Pretzel
I dropped a pretzel on the ground and my mom told me to throw it away. I picked it up, stared at it for a second, blew it off, and ate it.
My mom gave me a look that said, "How are you related to me?"
I just yelled "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!"
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