This is for my sisters.

Before you go and get all sappy and wet-eyed, I need to clear up what I mean in the title.  There’s no way around it.  When me and my sister were little, we were lame.  Some (Nicole) more lame than others, but we will never be able to forget some of the things we did while growing up.

Were we a part of a homemade soap opera with the help of the Price children?  Yes.

Was the premise of that soap opera a man who beat his wife and children? Yes.

Was I ever locked in the swimming pool room of our beach house and filmed dancing for at least 30 minutes? Yes.

Has Erica (my senior sister) ever been caught on camera singing, throwing a hissy-fit, or falling off a bike? Yes.

Has Nicole ever recorded herself for hours at a time on a Talkboy tape player from the movie Home Alone 2? Yes.

But here’s the thing: there was no YouTube.  Sadly, these two girls can’t say the same.

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October 24, 2008 / 2:55 am
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