Takes one to know one. Remember that phrase from childhood? I do, and it makes me laugh now when I think about it.
Someone would insult you, something childish like calling you a moron or stupid, and the standard comeback would be, “Takes one to know one!” Or the equally clever, “I know you are but what am I?”
It was genius though. We didn’t even realize what we were doing but it was brilliant.
We were deflecting. Returning something that we didn’t want. Giving back to the giver. Then we would go on with whatever we were doing, hopefully not even giving the comment a second thought.
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