One of my mom's neighbors was like that every time she would see me with Rhett. Never mind the fact that her girl was only 3 pounds and Rhett was 8 at the time. After several exasperating encounters, I finally told her that her bitch wasn't good enough for my boy. Snarky? Yes. But she never asked again.
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