“oh? you have kids?” “No” i reply. “…rabbits?” “No,” again I reply. you look closer. inside is a roomba. ‘its almost time to feed him!’ i say. your eyes ask a handful of questions, but you remain silent. i sprinkle a handful of dirt in the enclosure.
“I swore ye my oath, Jamie Fraser, when ye were no more than a week old, and a bonny lad at your mother’s breast. I knelt at Ellen’s feet, as I kneel now by yours. And I swore to her by the name o’ the threefold God, that I would follow ye always, to do your bidding, and guard your back, when ye became a man grown, and needing such service.”
who tf cares? I’d slap all seven of mine for a cold crunchwrap supreme
They would demand a piece of the cut but all my siblings would be insulted if I said no to this much money to slap them
Honestly questions like this are always made by single children. It doesn’t matter how close you are, the answer is inevitably a resounding YES
I would slap my sibling if a random person in the street suggested it. For genuinely slapping with full strength, I guess, like…$10? $10 for my younger brother, $20 for my older sister.
Tori