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mean big sister
when i was about five or six years old (could have been older or younger, i really can't remember), my sister monica & i were sitting in the back seat of the car on some trip somewhere & we each had a packet of chips to eat.
monica ate faster so when she finished her packet before i finished mine, she forced me to give her some of my chips!! whenever i bring this up, she brings up a story from equally as many years ago about one time when there was one crumpet left in the fridge & she had been saving it for herself but i ate it instead. i swear i don't remember it as being that traumatic! she must have been pretty upset about it to remember it for all those years.