Something I just heard brought back a funny memory from when
I was a kid at camp. It made me think of when I was a kid and also how some of the online posts seem at times.

At camp there was a scrawny weak little kid. She got along well with everybody. Then there was a really attractive blonde who tried pushing people around. One day she said something really nasty to the scrawny little nice kid. I don’t remember what it was, but I remember that I replied in kind. Her reaction was so funny that I haven’t forgotten it from more than fifty years ago, and she said it with her hands on her hips and with great authority:

“I’ve had better people than you say worse things than that about me.”