My sister is a BEE-OTCH! She doesn't have a job and so she sits around all day until about 9 pm when she goes out with her friends. I'm not complaining though...at least she leaves at some point in the day. It wouldn't kill her to walk the dog every once and a while though. Her major problem is that she freaks out over things that really aren't a big deal. We have the same arguments daily.
Sister: Where did you get that shirt? IT'S MINE! TAKE IT OFF NOW!
Me: Well it's already on and it's dirty now...can't I just keep it on for the rest of the day?
Sister: NO! HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD IT??? I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR IT FOREVER!
Me: Well in all fairness you wore my clothes all the way through high school so you kind of owe me.
Sister: I F***ING HATE YOU! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!
And this one...
Sister: Did you use my coffee creamer in that?
Me: Yeah, but only a little.
Sister: THIS IS WHY THERE ISN'T ANY LEFT! BECAUSE YOU DRINK IT ALL! GET MY SHIRT OFF!
Me: The coffee creamer is for the house not just you.
Sister: I F***ING HATE YOU!
or...
Sister: WHY ARE YOU WEARING MY SHIRT IN YOUR FACEBOOK PICTURE?!?! WEAR YOUR OWN CLOTHES!
Me: It's not your shirt, it's mine. You took from me years ago and you've had it so long you think it's yours.
Sister: I F***ING HATE YOU!
It's not my fault those clothes look better on me.
