In the age-old discipline of sibling rivalry, a world littered with noogies, wet willies and the eternally-popular “smell the cheese”, there is, and SHOULD BE, an unsaid code of conduct in which pets are off limits.
It’s been 3 days since I replaced my sisters goldfish with carrot’s pic.twitter.com/En3OMIAGYB
— McCræ (@SamuelAnnis) March 5, 2017
Whilst there’s very little known about this Machiavellian fish theft, one would assume a brotherly life lesson is in the midst of being dished the fuck out, and that when eventually the sister discovers she’s been plonking fish food into a purely vegetable-populated bowl for 5 days (5 DAYS!!!!), she’ll walk away with some much needed insight on the responsibilities of parenthood… or some shit.
@SamuelAnnis @heteromeg I need another update.
— Nikki Mae, Jr. (@NikkiLahvU2) March 6, 2017
Sure the brazen thievery does seem to be crossing the aforementioned lines of what is right and wrong in sibling warfare, but be rest assured that the goldfish themselves are unaware of the cut-throat game of chess they are at the centre of, as seen here happily chilling in Samuel’s own fish tank, their tiny dumb fish-brains unable to comprehend their sudden fame:
@ghostsmgc better than before pic.twitter.com/2PllUGwJw4
— McCræ (@SamuelAnnis) March 7, 2017
What will be the response once the scandalous carrot-swap is discovered by young Ms Annis? Will the ante be upped somehow, perhaps with a family dog involved? Who will be first to call the other “a big stinky butt head”?
