windchymes
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My younger sister and I never got along. We spent the first 40 years of my life either arguing about something, talking, but secretly thinking the other one was an idiot, or not talking at all, for as much as 3 years at a time. Then one day I was talking to one of her daughters, who was 11 at the time, and she told me how she was fighting with HER sister, and said she told her, "We're going to end up just like Mom and Aunt Pam!" Well, that was my kick in the ass, what a great example we had set for my nieces, and I made her put my sister on the phone. We began mending fences then, have adopted an "agree to disagree" attitude, and now, over ten years later, we're best friends. We still secretly think the other one is an idiot, but we've been through the deaths of our parents together, the births of our grandkids together, we've even managed to survive a couple of vacations together. And I am so glad we have. One of my treasures is the birthday card she sent me two years ago, one of those mushy ones that said something along the lines of how much she loves me because of the person I am. For the love of God, if both of you can't be an adult, at least one of you can. Please, sit down and accept your dad for who he is. If he says something you don't agree with, just smile at him and change the subject. Play golf or badminton or croquet together and have a friendly rivalry. In 50 years, no one is going to care what either of your political views were, and it won't matter anyway. And, if he does die in 10 years, you'll be crying at his funeral, not suffering in stoic silence because the two of you couldn't get over your differences. Do it. You'll be glad you did.
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You know it's going to be a GOOD blow job when she puts a Breathe Right strip on first. Pick-up artists and garbage men should trade names.
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