“I hear people who were raised by permissive parents tend to be impulsive and demanding.”
“Wow,” I respond. “I’ll bet your parents were really permissive.”
There is a pause as he shovels cilantro sauce onto his tamale. “Do you know anyone else who fits that mold?” he asks me.
“No,” I reply. “But should I meet anyone like that, I’ll be sure to tell them you were looking for them.” *
Later on I drop by my mother’s house, which has been half-destroyed by her spirited pit bull puppy. I pet the dog and relate in a sing-song way what Hog has asserted.
“Do you know anyone who is impulsive and demanding?” I ask the dog. My mother laughs.
* The careful reader will note that I adapted this line from Harvey.
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