I’ve already introduced you to my littlest brother. I rudely passed over the beautiful woman standing beside him, though.
I didn’t mean to be rude.
Let me now take a moment to introduce to you my sister, Liz.
I mentioned once that I was there when she plunged from the depths of my mother’s womb. It’s true. I was only 7 years old. I made her a birth-day cake with strawberries and whipped cream.
She didn’t eat any.
She just cried a lot.
And the nurse wiped her butt with her hat and then put it on her head.
I was traumatized.
Now she helps me bake cakes for everyones birthdays.
She is an amazing cake baker.
And she also makes funny faces.
Its a family thing.