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Originally Posted by Pressing-On
The graveyard!!! Yes!!! Hehehehehehhehee!
I drove my car, on Halloween night, with my little brother and our cousin straight to the back of the graveyard. I turned off the car and pretended it wouldn't start. They were screaming like little girls!!!!

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yea I know a few things about BIG SISTERS.
Mine 6.5 years older.
She hated the fact I got all the complements for my near perfect vacuuming abilities and bed-making precision.
She babysat for us (my brother and I), challenged us to a pillow fight (2 vs 1). We eagerly accepted. She used the bolster(sp?) pillows off a 60's vintage couch from the den. Those pillows were so heavy she could knock us off our feet.
Bill and I just stayed on the floor it made the fall a lot shorter....while she laughed and swang, laughed and swang. And to think, she probably got paid for that little walk down revenge road.