My Dad, my sister and I..
My sister was obsessed with mowing the grass. So when my Dad and I would see her getting ready to mow, we would go to the barn and open up the door and pull up a couple seats. My sister was also paranoid. Not literally. So my Dad and I would just sit and talk and invariably she would have to pull the lawnmower over to us and accuse us of talking about her. 🤣. After this happened more than once my Dad and I would talk and every once in awhile we would point at her. She was so mad, it was comical.
We were all jokesters. She didn't stay mad very long.
We were all jokesters. She didn't stay mad very long.