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She controlled herself when Brian was going out on a Friday night.
"Be a good boy, Brian," she said.
"Will you quit bugging me, Mom?" Brian demanded.
"Why what do you mean dear?" she asked softly.
"You know damned well what I mean," he told her. "Every time I go out on a date you're telling me to be good. Look, what's the sense of going out on a date if you've got to be good?"
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She controlled herself when Brian was going out on a Friday night.
"Be a good boy, Brian," she said.
"Will you quit bugging me, Mom?" Brian demanded.
"Why what do you mean dear?" she asked softly.
"You know damned well what I mean," he told her. "Every time I go out on a date you're telling me to be good. Look, what's the sense of going out on a date if you've got to be good?"