Haven KimmelWhat kind of good deeds? Like Girl Scouts? Because I got kicked out of Brownies and they won't give me another chance to keep my clothes on at camp.
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"What kind of good deeds? Like Girl Scouts? Because I got kicked out of Brownies and they won't give me another chance to keep my clothes on at camp." This quote is a play on the old saying, “The dog bites man, but the bite hurts the man.” It is meant to mock those who are constantly asking for favors.
Source: Girl Named Zippy: Growing Up Small In Mooreland, Indiana
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