Little Sis: you talked to mom for like an hour and I never got to finish telling you the important teenage girl boycrush thing, gosh!

Me: Well, you can call me back.

LS: meh. the phone scares me it gives me a heart attack everytime it rings. it’s worse then when Hannah hides behind a corner and then goes ‘boo.’ and I fall down and get a bump on my head :'[

Me: If you call me you can hold it away from your head and not be scared if the ringing, freak.

LS: I’m telling mom you’re calling me names. which will not help any because she called me a retard yesterday

Me: You know mom doesn’t like tattletales. Plus what’s she going to do? Ground me?

LS: Take away your allowance