Your tribe, too?
I’m tellin’ ya, my crew can argue about ANYTHING. I dread pointing things out to them, sometimes, because I KNOW they’ll key off of some niggling trifle and escalate it into an argument to shame the Apocalypse for scale.
Not a casual, even-toned discussion as we have here, where people each chip in with their observations and perspectives and mutually evaluate and comment upon those of the others present. Nor even a debate. No, I’m talking full-on, hammer-and-tongs, he-said/she-said, yes you did, no I didn’t, did too, did not, did, didn’t, did, DIDN’T, INFINITY! Argument.
We’re all a bunch of pretty savvy folks with respect for each other.
That, I think, is what keeps us civil with each other. I LIKE it!!
Yeah, that’s supper at our house. Usually it ends with Pat’s going into shrieking hysterics, and then I dump water on him and make the trigger-person wash the dishes. It’s bad enough that Pat is crazy without having people deliberately set him off for entertainment.