Something about singing sappy old songs, raunchy pop tunes, listening to new songs, blabbering tunes cos one hasnt quite figure out the lyrics.
Seeing sister jumping on the sofa coach, oblivious to the surrounding.
Brother shyly trying out those songs he's been practicing on his guitars, humming the tunes at home.
All sloppy dressed, me wearing berms and an adidas top, with a nike top to cover that bad hair day.
Drinking tiger draft, tequila sunrise and sherry temple, chicken wings and sashimi.
Best company for an afternoon: fun-loving siblings.
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