Sister: You smell like Eggnog. It's kind of... nauseating.
HAHA, MY SISTER IS SO MEAN TO ME. But that's okay, 'cause I'm mean back. I swear that half of the places we go, the people who don't know us probably thing that we're lesbians. We're always holding hands, draped all over each other, or she has her arm in mine. Me, of course, being the male
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