For this Cat Blog Friday...
... it isn't me.
Happy Friday everybody.
No, it isn't me.
OK, maybe we take turns.
My brother is the baby of the family and once I left home he told me tales of fights between our sisters. He called them The Wars Of The Gargantuans. He said he would run away and hide when they fought.
Yes, fear my sisters.
And yes, they will kill me for posting this.
12 comments:
Makes me glad I don't have a sister. (couldn't be me)
It's me, it's me. I love it too.
Have a fabulous day. ☺
Lol.
Hahahahaha :-)
Jan: Not you? I love my sisters so much, And my brother, too. My biggest regret is not having more children of my own. We have two daughters, but I wish we had been able to give them more siblings.
Sandee: Lol. So you're the one!!!!
Kid: And you're the brother!!! Lol.
The Happy Whisk: I think I'm seeing another sister. Lol.
I am the brother. The crazy one. I'm also the Walrus.
Kid: LOl. Yes, the crazy brother and the walrus. It works for me.
My brothers fought, until one decided he wouldn't fight any more. They are friends now. Have a great weekend!
Messymimi: My sisters fought when they were little. They've grown up and don't fight each other anymore. One just pesters me on Facebook. At Christmas I was the bad girl that Santa was going to pass in the gift department. And just recently she made a dig about Ford Pintos. That was my first car. And no, it did not blow up. But it's all in fun. We love each other very much.
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