… I have no words.
Me: **looks at picture a seven year old drew from afar* Is it a pickle? I can’t really see it…
My younger brother: Wha- a pickle?!?! That’s so rude!!!
Me: I don’t know! I can’t see it! IT LOOKS LIKE A PICKLE!
My younger brother: Maybe YOU look like a pickle!
Me: Maybe I do!
My second older sister (I’ll call her sister-2): **goes to sit down and sits on a Bible.*
Me: Hey! You’re supposed to stand on God’s word, not sit on it!!!
Sister-2: … what if you can’t stand though?
Me: Then you may sit. But I know you can stand so you may not!
My younger brother: **jabs me in the rib cage with fingers.*
Me: OWWWW!!!
My younger brother: I’m sorry! Did that hurt?
Me: Bruh- YES IT HURT!!! YOU CAN’T DO THAT WHEN I HAVE A CAMEL IN MY MOUTH!
My younger brother: … what?
Me: I ALMOST CHOKED ON IT!!!
(Twas not a real camel, don’t worry)
My dog: **licks my foot as she walks past me.*
Me: …
My dog: **circles back around and licks my foot again as she walks past.*
Me: … whyyy??
My younger brother: **talks a lot trash about something I like, not because he doesn’t like it, just to be annoying.*
Me: **on my bed (the top bunk of a bunk bed)* How dare- HOW DARE YOU!? THAT IS SO RUDE YOU KNOW!!
My younger brother: **laughs, then continues to talk trash about it*
Me: IF YOU KEEP TALKING LIKE THAT I’M GOING TO KICK YOU!
My younger brother: Oh yeah? How are you going to-
Me: **proceeds to reach my leg down from the top bunk and kick him gently.*
My younger brother: 😐 **blink blink*
Like I said last time, there’s prolly more. Idk. My brother isn’t as bad as these make it seem. But he can be like this sometimes…
XDDDDD I have similar bunk bed stories