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My sister and I are 9 years apart, so when she was growing up she didn't really care for me, her (much) younger sister. Plus, when Ali was a teenager she was the devil incarnate. Snotty to the extreme... well, one day she came to the beach with my mom and I. She must have been around 16, which makes me about 7. She was on her period, so she was PMSing, bloated, and just being a general B*tch. Fast forward....
The whole day all she wanted to do was lay out instead of play with me, so I was pissed. Towards the end of the day her boyfriend came down to the beach, and Ali got up to meet him, carrying these giant coolers in each hand. I ran behind her (she was wearing a bandeau-top bikini, the kind with only a back clip) and undid her top. It fell to the ground, and since her hands were occupied she couldn't pick it up immedietely. To top it off, as I was running ahead of her outstretched hands (which were trying to wring my little neck) and I yelled to her boyfriend... "Richie! Ali FARTED! And her whole body REVERBERATED!!"
(I had a big vocabulary.)
I'm surprised she really didn't kill me.
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