and I should mention in reference to the thing below, the worst time I think I ever saw something like this go down, my uncle was holding a twenty dollar bill up to me (I was probably about eight at the time, and I got 25 cents every two weeks for allowance, so I was hella impressed) and was screaming at me to take it, and my parents were screaming at me not to take it. I remember being kind of conflicted, since I had had it drilled into me that one should always be polite to a guest no matter what, and he was a relative, and also that my parents were telling me not to do it. Since I couldn't really reconcile these two paradigms, I just buried my head in the proverbial sand.
Looking back on it now, it's pretty funny though.
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