Rule #11 to Surviving
Sisterhood is never approach your sister when she is a bad mood. Earlier today
my sister was in a very bad mood. I was just lying down watching tv when she
started criticizing me for the shows I was watching. She said they were
childish, and I was too old to watch them. This was followed up with many other
insults. Unless you want to have
horrible day, never approach your sister when she is in a bad mood.
Joke About Sisters
Two sisters, Rachel and
Mary, had never been married. So they lived together all their lives even
though, they hated each other. When they had a fight, screams and yelling could
be heard deep into the night.
A constant statement was heard by the neighbors who feared Mary the most... "When I die I will dig my way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!"
They believed Mary practiced black magic and was responsible for missing cats and dogs, and strange sounds at all hours. She was feared and enjoyed the respect it garnished.
Mary died abruptly under strange circumstances and the funeral had a closed casket. After the burial, her sister went straight to the local bar and began to party as if there was no tomorrow. The gaiety of her actions were becoming extreme while her neighbors approached in a group to ask these questions:
Are you not afraid? Concerned? Worried? that this woman who practiced black magic and stated when she died he would dig her way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life?
Rachel put down her drink and said. . .
"Nah... let her dig. I had her buried upside down!"
A constant statement was heard by the neighbors who feared Mary the most... "When I die I will dig my way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!"
They believed Mary practiced black magic and was responsible for missing cats and dogs, and strange sounds at all hours. She was feared and enjoyed the respect it garnished.
Mary died abruptly under strange circumstances and the funeral had a closed casket. After the burial, her sister went straight to the local bar and began to party as if there was no tomorrow. The gaiety of her actions were becoming extreme while her neighbors approached in a group to ask these questions:
Are you not afraid? Concerned? Worried? that this woman who practiced black magic and stated when she died he would dig her way up and out of the grave to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life?
Rachel put down her drink and said. . .
"Nah... let her dig. I had her buried upside down!"
