This is about me and my only elder sibling dinosaur years ago and I still remember it until today.
I think I was ten or thereabouts and he, three years older than me. We were both having lunch at home and fighting over the last piece of chicken.
“Mine!” I said.
“No. Mine,” he countered. The little squabble went on, it was quite childish.
Then brilliantly, I said, “Can’t be yours. Doesn’t have your name on it!” and stuck my tongue out at him.
With a glint in his eyes, he smirked back at me and said, “Yes it does. C-h-i-c-K-E-N!” and triumphantly pierced the drumstick to savour in my face. I am pretty sure I was willing him to choke on some chicken skin or something.
Angieneering 
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