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    Not On Her Pokémon Gold Behavior

    | USA | Siblings

    (I have been playing Pokémon Y and trying to catch Mewtwo for several hours when this happens.)

    Me: *jumping up from my seat with my fists in the air* “YES! I did it!”

    Sister: “What did you do?”

    Me: “I finally caught Mewtwo!”

    Sister: “Why didn’t you just use a master ball?”

    (A master ball catches a Pokémon 100% of the time on the first try, but there is only one of them in the game.)

    Me: “I already used it by accident to catch Zygarde… So, instead I had to find a Sableye because it’s, like, one of two Pokémon that’s immune to all of the Mewtwo’s attacks, which was a lot harder than I thought it would be since it’s a rare find, catch it, level it up, use it to weaken the Mewtwo, and throw hundreds and hundreds of pokéballs at it until one of them caught it. I think I only had like three of them left when I finally caught him.”

    Sister: “That sounds like a lot of work.”

    Me: “Yep. Oh, right, I haven’t saved the game since I caught the Sableye… I should do that now so I don’t accidentally turn it off without saving and lose all my progress again like I did last time.”

    Sister: “So you haven’t saved the game yet?”

    Me: “Nope.”

    Sister: *reaches over and pops the game cartridge out of the back of the 3DS*

    (And that is the story of how my little sister nearly ended up in the ER with a 3DS shoved up her butt.)

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    On Her Pokémon Gold Behavior, Part 2
    On Her Pokémon Gold Behavior

    Caught Under A Gagging Order

    | Australia | Siblings

    (I’m at my sister’s house helping her out with some cleaning when she asks me to change her son’s nappy. He’s four-years old with multiple disabilities requiring 24-hour care, but is a happy little guy. As I start to take his jeans off I’m hit with the smell and see that he has leaked a bit. I start to gag, as my sister is walking into the kitchen she hears me dry retching.)

    Sister: “Oh no, [Son] did you make Aunty [My Name] gag?”

    (He’s laughing & clapping his hands.)

    Sister: “Good on ya, son. He made daddy throw up yesterday. I’m so proud!”

    But One Day They Will Be Back For Revenge…

    | Australia | Parents & Guardians

    (My mum’s already in bed reading as it’s quite late at night, but after I find a spider in my own bed I don’t want to lie down so I go see her.)

    Me: “Finding a spider in my bed was exactly the way I didn’t want to start the night.”

    Mum: “Oh, dear. Did you take care of it?”

    Me: “Yeah, it’s dead. Now I’m just worried that all its spider babies live in my bed, too.”

    Mum: “Well, they just watched their mother die, so they’re probably suitably cowed.”

    Me: “You think?”

    Mum: “Definitely. They’ll all run away from their mother’s murderer. Sleep well.”

    Not Just Your Bowel That Got Blocked

    | USA | Siblings

    (My sister and I go to a new store to get some medicine for her stomach problems. There’s a very cute guy at the register.)

    Sister: “Hi, I’m looking for some medicine for constipation…”

    (She sees how cute the guy is.)

    Sister: “…for my sister?” *grin*

    (The guy was very amused while I hit my sister.)

    Direction Skills Are Dire

    | Finland | Siblings

    (My sister is taking me and her friend’s boyfriend to a party in Helsinki. None of us have ever visited the site by car so I have printed driving instructions, and so has my sister. After we reached Helsinki I notice that her instructions are useless, while mine just might be useful. We are coming to an intersection where we are supposed to turn right.)

    Me: “Okay, so here-”

    Sister: “SHUT UP! I am trying to concentrate on finding the right road!”

    Me: “But—”

    Sister: “SHUT UP!”

    (We pass the intersection, and soon even my sister realises we we’re lost.)

    Sister: “We must have taken a wrong turn or something.”

    Me: “Actually, we missed our intersection.”

    Sister: “How do you know?”

    Me: “Because I have these directions here with street names and all?”

    Sister: “Why didn’t you say something?”

    Me: “I did. You told me to shut up, twice.”

    (We make a U -turn and come back to the intersection.)

    Me: “Okay, here—”

    Sister: “DON’T TALK TO ME!”

    (I give up and let her drive all the way back to the highway so that she can turn around and miss the intersection for the third time. Guess who she claimed was at fault? Me, of course, as I kept distracting her.)

    Lucky Number Twelfth

    | USA | Parents & Guardians

    (My mother is a nurse and works in the OB department. We’re at home casually chatting when this happens.)

    Mom: “Hey, how do you spell ‘twelfth?'”

    Me: “Uhm…T W E L F T H. Why?”

    Mom: *shrugging* “No real reason. We had a baby born last night and no one could agree how to spell the date on the birth certificate.”

    Me: “How’d you end up spelling it?”

    Mom: “T H I R T E E N T H.”


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