tough, like a rock

henro spent most of the day & evening with georgie & pop.  the little master was just returned  home a short while ago.  reported by g:

while riding around after church, she pointed to a house & asked henro if he knew who lived there.

"no, georgie.  i don't know everything."

a couple more exchanges about who he knows, who i know & other nonsense, then...

"i only know fords and chevys."