chef_leeanne
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That reminds me of a story about my brother. Five or so years ago my DH and I went to a Tigers game with my younger brother, John. We were in our seats, I was in between DH and DB. John decides he wants peanuts. The vender is yelling/selling them maybe 10 rows up from us. John yells back he wants some. The vender throws them, I happen to turn my head and WHAM, get smacked in the side of the face with the bag of p-nuts. It didn't hurt, just startled me. The vender has the OMG look! John is not a big guy, but my DH is. DB yells up to the vender, "It's okay pal, it's just my sister!"