She totally cracked up, and it took her a couple of minutes to stop laughing so she could talk, then she told them,
"'Comrade' is always followed by another word -- as in:It's their favorite put-down for each other!"
- "Comrade Dumbkopf!"
- "Comrade Idiot!"
- "Comrade Blockhead!"
- "Comrade Estupido!"
By then, the two investigators were grinning, but, she said, "Just a minute..." and shouted for my buddy's little brother to come to the front from the back yard where he was playing. After a couple of "Aw -- Mom!"s, he showed up -- and she told him,
Tell these gentlemen what your brother and his buddies call you."
To which, he shyly replied, "...ummm'Leetle Comrade Idjit!'"...
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When she told the story to my Mom, she said that those two "FBI guys" laughed all the way back to their car, and one said, "Wait till the guys at the office hear this one!"
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No problem getting my TS clearance...
I grew up in the Rolling Plains of TX. When I went to college I went to West Texas State in Canyon. Little did I dream that the Panhandle area of Texas has always been the most politically and economically conservative part of the state.
Before I graduated, “I got it”. What a blessing those 4 years were.
After that I worked for a fine privately held company for many years (1 of 2). When people asked about the owner and did not know him, my reply always was: “He was an Eagle Scout as a young man and never recovered.” He was a very straight arrow. Fine gentleman. (He was also a Naval Officer in WWII.)
That is where you get an education. I’m still a student at 71.
Good to know they were sensible and had a sense of humor!