The other day I took my sister to Value Village to get a medieval costume for school. She decided to be a prisoner, so we bought her a striped shirt and really baggy pants. We also got a belt and used it to turn her shirt into a straight jacket. She really likes the costume, which is great, but also a good example of how weird she is; she can't do anything with her arms when she wears it as she is constantly hugging herself. You'd think that would drive one insane... But maybe that's the point.
Anyway, she was showing the costume to my mom and I was down the hall, and as I entered the kitchen I heard my mom laughing at something - I came around the corner and my sister was awkwardly standing there with the baggy pants around her ankles and her arms tied up and useless. I laughed as well, of course, and then I turned around and my brother came into the room from the other side wearing a beret for no apparent reason. We all laughed, and we all felt a little awkward.
This is a normal day in my house.
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