"People say, Yo Humpty, you're really funny looking..."
My sister wants a hunter's knife. I want Final Fantasy: The Dawn of Souls. There's a disconnect between us. I know that if I don't fill her stocking with a 6 inch blade, she'll kick my ass. If I don't get Final Fantasy, she'll kick my ass for being ungrateful. I found out the other day that she has a brown belt in martial arts.
"Why don't you get a black belt?"
"I don't have rank yet. I'm working on it!"
My belt is from the gap. Pa-Pow!
She's a Marine and she ships out for Iraq next month. Someone in her unit must have told her to be prepared. I'll be sure she has a machete for each hand.