My granddad used to say, "If everybody liked the same thing, they'd all be after your grandma."

A wry, folksy defense of difference in taste: if everyone desired the same thing, competition would be absurdly concentrated—comically illustrated by “everybody” pursuing the speaker’s grandmother. Muledeer uses the invented “granddad” aphorism to normalize individuality and to puncture the anxiety of not being universally liked. The joke reframes social approval as neither achievable nor even desirable; variety in preferences is what makes relationships, art, and identity possible. It also carries a gentle lesson in humility: being someone’s favorite is contingent, not a universal entitlement, and that’s fine.