Childhood Memories.

BenignUser wrote:

Aw, Imouto... you'll always be my PRETTY PRETTY Princess. <3

This reeks of imaginary incest...

Thanks, Onii-chan!

It's just going around a board and picking up pieces of jewelry. You need all five(?) pieces and the crown to win. But you can land on spaces that make you put stuff back or relinquish the crown. It's for little girls.

You know, she bought me it for Christmas last year. I was playing with my niece today!



MATT!: That's gross!

I know it's gross! But it sounds like Benign's hitting on you!

LMFAO!

Ew, I took it in the, "Aw, I love my little sister" way.

I guess...

Even though he's somewhere between being older than you and younger than you.

Matt, you can be my PRETTY PRETTY Prince.

CHOW!!!

Look who he's hitting on now!

I think you're MUCH prettier than me!

Chow?

Aw, Matt, is something troubling you?

No, nothing at all. Everything's peachy.


Who invented the word "peachy" anyway? It sounds wierd.

CHOW! It's like a sound... you know... like a cat-call. Nvmd.


I love the word Peachy!
Peachy-Keen-Jelly-Bean!
But I have no idea who made it up. How does it sound weird exactly?

It sounds like peaches, but it has no relation whatsoever to them.

So are you saying you dislike the word because it has no relation to the fruit?

Well, not only. And I'm not saying I dislike it; it just sounds weird. In an oddly good way.

Uh... okay.


So do YOU have any brotherhood memories you'd like to share?

Um....not anything particularly interesting. I had a pretty boring childhood, actually. The most exciting thing was breaking my arm when I was three, but that was about it.

When you were three!?

Lack of supervision much! How'd you do that!?

I was in my backyard jungle gym, and my parents were gardening. I was standing on the top of a slide (it was only about 4 or 5 feet), when I tripped and fell off. My dad just grabbed and rushed to the hospital. Apparently there was no blood.

Ouchie.

Stupid boys... they never pay attention.

Do you remember it or have they always just told you about it?

I remember bits and pieces. My parents also fill me in.

Oh man, I'm reading over my other posts and I'm horrified at the spelling and grammar mistakes. I most be sleep-deprived.

Welcome to my life.
Sad thing is... I'm not sleep deprived. I just don't pay attention!

You tripped and fell off a slide? *tries not to giggle*

But seeing how I frequently bang right into doors, I guess I shouldnt be laughing XD

When I was a kid, I'd climb up and jump off of just about anything.
I sometimes called it flying.

There's also the tale my mother's retold countless times: I was only about five or six, I'd climbed onto my bedroom window-ledge and called to my mother, who was in the garden below, 'Look, Mummy! I'm going to fly!'
Luckily I was stopped before I got a chance to show off my "flying" skills

WOW! You could of died if you had jumped!