When me and my sister were kids we used to fight about who got to ride in the front seat of the car. Anytime we went anywhere there was always some fussing that went on about who got the front. Funny thing is neither one of us usually wanted to sit in front on the way home. There was a good reason for this, mainly after a few hours of shopping with us our mother was aggravated at our behavior. On the way home who ever was in the front seat was in the smacking zone.:)
I remember one day going shopping and it started out with us fighting over the front seat. It wasn't too long into the shopping experience that my sister was pressing her luck. Finally our mom got down in my sisters face telling her that if she didn't straighten up we would be going home. Right then my sister decides that she should inform our mom that she had bad breath. She said this loud enough for everyone to hear. That was it we were done shopping and headed back to the car. As we are making a b-line to the car my sister looks at me and says you can sit up front on the way home.
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My siblings and I would fight over who got to lay in the back window in the old chevys. When we were mouthing off or misbehaving, my mom would brake really hard where we would roll off the window "landing" and plop onto the backseat..THUD. Owww. I think that was the beginning of all the future counseling we all would have to receive to reverse psychological damage and dysfunction. LOL.
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