let me tell you peeps a story today

here goes:

a family consisting of one father, one mother, 4 kids (with one eldest brother and 3 sisters) and a grandmother were living in a house.

one fine morning, the mother, 2 of the daughters, namely the eldest daughter and the youngest of all the siblings, and the grandmother were having breakfast together.

as the LITTLELEST, SHORT-HANDED, DUMB, IDIOTIC youngest girl couldn't reach the cutleries that were in front of the eldest daughter. the eldest, already having her own set of cutleries, decided to pass the rest of the cutleries (which only consists of 2 porcelain spoons) to the youngest.

when the youngest had grabbed the spoons, the eldest, of course, let go.

well, UNFORTUNATELY, one of the spoons dropped from her oh-so-tiny hand (more like fat and stubby) and it landed on the floor and broke.

with that sight, the mother said to her eldest daughter, "why did you have to pass 2 spoons to her?"

"because i already have my own set of cutleries. why do i have to have so many sets of cutleries when i already have what i need?" the eldest replied.

"you could have just passed her one! all she needs is one!" the mother rebutted.

why is it always what the youngest need? why? WHY? WHY?

what about the eldest daughter? have she ever thought of what the eldest daughter need? OBVIOUSLY NOT.

why is it that it always seem to be the eldest daughter's fault?

why can't it be the youngest daughter's fault for not gripping tighter?

SHE WAS THE BLOODY ONE WHO DROPPED THE BLOODY SPOON!!

WHY IS IT THAT THE ELDEST WHO GOT REPRIMANDED?

now, the eldest daughter hates her youngest sister more.

ok,

THE END