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The question I have to ask is: how many times will pac-man save me from the stick?
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone for a little jog down a wooded trail or something and nearly stepped on a snake, thinking it was a stick. And then run off screaming like a banshee and scaring all the bicyclists and other, innocent wildlife.
See I will tell you this story. I was walking with my older sister (older by like 3 months but she swears it’s much more), and my youngest sister ( 5 yrs old acts like she is 20) when we came across this huge stick(we didn’t know that at the time)which my sister thought was a huge snake getting ready to bite. This made sense to us because my dad lives in the middle of no where. So we run screaming back to the house and make our dad go investigate the snake. He comes back with the stick laughing his ass off. He never lets us forget it.
I am constantly terrified that every time I open my front door to get the mail, there will be a giant snake between it and the screen door.
I hate my brain.
Camille, unless there’s something about gestation I don’t get (which is likely) no sibling can be less than 9 months older/younger than another. Can anyone verify this?