I was always a pest of a big sister
but it's way better now that we're adults (I'm 26, she's 24) and it's a fair fight. I was at a Scout camp a few years ago, and we were playing a game called "full-contact musical chairs". It came down to the two of us at the end, and she tried to take the last seat but I foiled her by grabbing the back of her bra strap with one hand, and the back of her underpants with the other, and lifted her off the ground. This resulted in an atomic wedgie for her, and I claimed the empty chair and won the game. To make things even funnier, most of the people that witnessed this game thought we were total strangers, and that I'd just grabbed the pants of someone I had just met.

Also, the ongoing joke in my family is that my parents used to buy us matching toys in different colours when we were little. i would break mine and then claim it was Gilly's that was broken. Well, by an odd coincidence, my sister and I have new matching lawn chairs, which i labeled clealry so we'd know whose was whose if one got broken. Wouldn't you know it, they managed to get switched between our houses, and I broke "her" chair while camping on the weekend! I think she did it on purpose. It's alright, I broke her chair after drinking most of her liquor, so it all worked out.

Oh yes, and she broke my nose with her head when I was 11, while fighting over the cat. Good times.
(ghettobooty, Thu 18 Aug 2005, 20:41, Reply)