9 yr old comes into the room, completely ignoring me, and walks over to his cat... "Zach, I have to share something important with you. Can you handle that kind of commitment, and take on some of my burden? Yes? Good." 9 yr old farts on his cat "Do you smell that, Zach? That's the smell of shame, and I just gave all of my shame to you. I no longer feel any shame because you took it all into your lungs. I hope you're prepared for more later."