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Hillbillies Rednecks and Hippies

Only hillbillies have a couch on their porch. She has cute eyes. She is a cute kid. I am a hillbilly, I inform her. Her eyes narrow. Are you a redneck too? Sure, why not? Where do you keep your guns? In my gun refrigerator. Where is it? If I told you I would have to show you. Show me! She looks highly interested. Maybe another time. There is a pause before she says “Mommy says you are a hippie!” She’s got that right. Slow smile. She is smug now. A baby in training to be prejudiced against some group. Sad really.

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