At this evening's socialist soiree, the following conversation took place between Allen, age 56, and Max, age 4. (Max is Shawnee & Joel's kid, for those of you who know them)(Allen's surprisingly great with kids, for those of you who know him).
Allen: Hey, Max, your face is all scratched—what happened?
Max: I got in a fight at daycare.
Allen: Uh-oh! With who?
Max: With Dylan.
Allen: Dylan, huh?
Max (sadly): Yeah. We had to leave the sandbox.
Allen: Ohhhh.
Max: Carl had to leave the sandbox too.
Allen: Why? Did Carl fight?
Max: No, Carl doesn't fight. He's a good boy.
Allen: Wait a minute, let me get this straight—Carl doesn't fight and that makes him a good boy. You do fight.... so what does that make you?
Max (in all seriousness & without missing a beat): Obi Wan Kenobi.
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