Sisters are like built-in shoplifters, always taking stuff that doesn’t belong to them.
Sometimes people say they can’t tell me and my sister apart.
Here’s a hint, I’m the pretty one.
My sister has a hard time eating.
She can’t stop talking long enough to chew food.
Having sisters is like living in Cinderella’s house.
I’m pretty overworked and underappreciated, and they’re evil.
Siblings: People you either plan to murder or plan a murder with.
Sisters are like psychiatrists.
They have no choice but to listen to your whining, then turn around and rob you blind.
Big sister: I make the rules.
Middle sister: I’m the reason we have rules.
Little sister: The rules don’t apply to me.
Little brothers are like bop bags, you hit ’em and they keep bouncing back for more.
My sister hates it when I invade her privacy.
At least that’s what she wrote in her diary.
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Dr Bob Griffin
“From all harm safe in His sheltering arms
I'm living by faith and feel no alarm.”