That one time when Tara almost killed me...
That's right, my beloved sister almost sent me plummeting to my death! But before I tell this story, I feel it's only fair to tell you that Tara and I have VERY different stories about the events that happened this day. I, of course, am right. It was a cold, snowy day in Null Addition, and Tara and I were starting to feel the effects of the Christmas hangover. Not that kind of hangover, we were children! What kind of parents do you think Helen and Jeff are!? No, the Christmas hangover is that feeling of bleh. The presents have been opened, the food has been eaten, Santa was vacationing somewhere tropical after his big night around the world, and we were left to help put away the decorations, which we thought was a cruel and unusual form of punishment. Helen suggested we go play in the snow. Now, anyone that knows me knows that I LOATHE the outdoors. I can tolerate the beach, but I hate the sand. I just don't like nature. It's too uncertain and too out of my