Tonight a bunch of us got together, as we usually do, for Sunday night dinner at my parents' house. We were all eating, and my mom and my niece, Lindsay, were having a battle over what Lindsay should use to wipe the food off her face. My mom (that crazy lady!) thought it should be a napkin, and Lindsay insisted that it should be the back of her hand or her arm. They kept going back and forth. Finally, Lindsay's sister, Morgan, had the last word. Very seriously and angrily she turned to Lindsay and said:
"Lindsay, you have to learn not to do that by the time you get to be a lady!"
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