wherein my sister disowns me

{don't you wish your sister-in-law could text like me....don'tcha}

happy birthday, you young whipper-snapper, you.

why thank you, "old lady."

ooooh. them thar's fightin' words. i see adding another year on didn't learn ya much on figuring out us womenfolk. you're just lucky i'm not any closer. why, i'd think really hard about taking a switch to ya. and then i'd think BETTER of it and give ya the stank eye instead.

stank eye.... that sounds like a backward southern thing

either way, you'd agree it doesn't sound GOOD. and thats as ferocious as i'm willing to go with someone 4 feet taller than me.

does it look something like this?



lol. pretty good...pretty good. but i'm confused. is she constipated?

no. she always looks that way.

and yet you've humored her by making children together. what a guy.

ain't i a saint?

indeed.

(kim interjecting: you are so going down for this!)

calm down and don't worry. i just sent you the blackmail photo to beat all blackmail photos. my gift to you. enjoy. and don't spend it all in one place

here. you didn't put enough *stank* in it.



also. as my personal disclaimer to you. don't worry. kim and i are only half-related. so there's only a 50% chance she'll take after me as she ages.

i'll let you think about that for a minute. go ahead. digest.

blackmail? shoot...i won't have to buy mice traps anymore.

haha. ornery, yet still surprisingly spry for your age.

touche'.