At dinner, after Mom diffuses argument #2,081 of the day, she says:
"Why can't you guys just get along?!"
To which #2 replies with a matter-of-fact tone, emphasizing each syllable:
"Be-cause. We're sib-lings."
Oh, of course. Mystery solved. Duh.
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The mystery of the universe, solved.
It's true you know, that's why I argue with mine.
Yeah, duh. That's how it went at our house as kids, too.
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