There's a difference. Besides, I'm no simple folk. That's too funny for words, Hort. Too funny for words. Nothing like that's going to happen here.
Difference keeps life from getting boring.
You're getting much too excitable, Clarence. You've got to look at this thing with reason, but you're too involved. Down by the creek, Randolph the werecoon set on his haunches howling at the moon. Hortense shadow boxed, swiping at Randolph with her paw. Be very careful indeed.