My siblings are all gone now, but each of them we eccentric in their own way
My older brother shot me in the leg though…
Sure you can! Just give it the old university effort.
Speaking of which, what does “give it the old college try” mean anyway? Is it about a ‘try’ for a 1-point PAT after a touchdown?
Here’s what I’m thinking… pica.
When we were kids my brother would rhythmically bang his head on his pillow until he fell asleep.
My older brother still does weird things. A few years back, at the age of fifty-something, with his kids watching and recording on their phones, he rode down the basement stairs in a laundry basket.
My brother is paranoid about gas possibly having ethanol in it. He also thinks one of his neighbors stole his crappy Christmas ornaments, so he installed an alarm system with cameras.
That is definitely what that means.
My younger sister in the third spot was the odd one among four sisters.
She had a kick for a while when she was probably 4 or 5 where she’d where a towel on her head all day because she wanted “long hair”.
She’d eat tuna packed in oil out of the can.
She had a crush on Mr. Rogers…
She wouldn’t wear anything with buttons.
She had a stuffed puppy that she’d bang on her chin over and over again.
She has actual long hair now and I don’t think she likes buttons to this day.
One really annoying thing about having long hair and buttons is that the former always gets caught in the latter.
Yep, me too.
I still am the weird sibling.
Shortly after my brother graduated high school, he took off on his ten-speed and headed for the West Coast. He eventually came home for a week or so then took off again, this time for Europe.
He prepared for all this by playing Outdoor Survival.
My mother once bit a neighbor’s soap bar when little, because it was called “Black Sugar Honey Soap.”
My sister would open her mouth, emit no sound, then claim she was singing in ultrasound.
Definitely. My brother is six years younger than me. For example, somehow he found the best way to creep out me and at least one of his female friends, separately, when he was 13 or 14… which was to crawl head first into a sleeping bag, get to his feet, and very very slowly walk towards his intended victim until they notice and had the shit startled out of them. His friend was not any more impressed with this than I was 
My youngest sister shot my mother’s waterbed.
Hubs was the only one who didn’t make fun of her…then I learned he had shot his closet once.
Damn! That’s Supercalifra…(etc.) It sounds quite witty. Is she single? 
Errr…yes. Recently divorced.
Another thing my sister did (quite hilarious now, in hindsight) was her…cookie-cutting strategy.
Normally, when two kids have to share a cookie, or slice of cake, or whatnot, the parent will tell one kid to divide, and the other kid to choose, right? In theory, this ensures a 50-50 split.
With my sister, not quite… She would cut one portion of the cookie really large, the other really small (so the cookie was divided like 80-20, instead of 50-50.) And if I took the “80” part, she would immediately scold me, " Velocity , how could you be so GREEDY!??"