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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
My sister was hateful to one of our babysitters and made her cry. Something to do with eating stale bread, but I don't recall exactly.
I do recall making our babysitter drag us into the bedroom by our legs and then running back out to the living room and making her do it again (and again, and again). What fun!
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One of my babysitters had her boyfriend over and decided that the only way to get my sister to stop annoying her was to give her the keys to my parent's car to take a spin. She was 12. She drove the car through two of our neighbor's yards and into a tree. At 8 years old, I found this highly entertaining.
