When we were in high school Karalee and Mary loved to wrestle. I didn't--Karalee would always win (and I could never take Mary seriously). Karalee had me in some hold and I had been at her mercy long enough I couldn't really breathe. I was getting angry. And as any good sister can, I knew what would push her buttons (and I hold an incredible ability for this). I told her if she didn't stop I was going to spit a lougie at her--gross I know, but she HATES spit and even more so one of those.
She didn't stop
Well I spit and I don't really remember if she hit me or if I just turned my head quickly, but alas as it came down it landed on the side of my head, ALL over in my ear (completely missing her). It was disgusting! She let go. And as is still evident, I have never lived it down.
The End.
Please don't judge me
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This may actually be quite common, the sibling spitting thing. Riley used to wrestle me down quite a bit. One time, after I had thrown a baseball at him or something, he put me down with is legs anchored on my arms - so there was no getting out. I was unhappy about the situation and spat at him to express my point of view of the situation. NOT the brightest of ideas, given that he was right above me. He hocked a loogie right into my face. Not fun. =)
What do you mean if I hit you! Of course I didnt hit you... I saved that for later :) You just turned your head.... in the process, you made my life that much more complete.
Josh, I like that story a lot!
AHHHH funny.
That is a pretty good story.
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