Instead of hugging, me and my sister hook necks, swallow, and giggle at the affect it has. (don't worry, we still hug the normal way too
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) When we try to do it to other people, they end up being half strangled. Pshaw.
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And yes, me and my sister are positively crazy. We can just say nonsense to each other, and we understand it. We even reply
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Yeah. We're weirdo's. Hehe. ( Trust me, it used to be worse. When I was about seven, I called my sisters ear: 'Soulman'. That's just down-right creepy
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