It’s amazing how little effort it takes to piss off a sibling. You know exactly what buttons to push. Other times it’s like they’ve built up a tolerance to your bullshit so it doesn’t work. One time I farted in my brothers face four times while he was playing on his Nintendo DS and he only acknowledged me because of the amount of farts. “How the hell can you fart that many times in a row?!”
for me it’s either a curt exchange of mutually understood grunts, or
“DEAREST SIBLING, how wonderful to see you! How are–”
“fucking stop.”
It’s amazing how little effort it takes to piss off a sibling. You know exactly what buttons to push. Other times it’s like they’ve built up a tolerance to your bullshit so it doesn’t work. One time I farted in my brothers face four times while he was playing on his Nintendo DS and he only acknowledged me because of the amount of farts. “How the hell can you fart that many times in a row?!”