Judge

"Oh my god! She's such a skank." Sister said as she dropped her purse on the floor grabbing the rocking chair.

Me-:"Who we talking about?"

Sister-:"Daffiny. She's become such a little skank."

Mom-:"I think she's pretty."   She pointed to Daffiny's facebook photos. Which is what got the whole thing started. "What do you think?"

Me-:"You want me to be honest or polite?"

Sister-:"See, she agrees with me."

Mom-:"She looks just like her mom did at that age."

My sister and I looked at each other both thinking the same thing, "that explains everything."

Mom-:"You two are so..."

Sister-:"What? What? Cause we wouldn't be caught dead ever wearing a belt calling it a skirt? And fishnets! Seriously, she's like what 16? You can't look at her and tell me that's appropriate?"

Mom-:"What's not appropriate is your aunt's best friend with all that craziness! Being her age and still throwing herself at men!"

My sister laughed out loud, gesturing at mom. "And you tell us not to judge. Kettle meet pot." she shook her head. "This family eh?" she got up getting a cup of coffee. "Oh crap! The pay-per-view is tonight right?"

Me-:"Yeah, why?"

She made a face. "Kids want to order it. I guess I need to get back soon to the house, otherwise, they'll end up ordering it and the replay for the week. Oh my god, I had to put a parental lock on the tv cause we caught them ordering porn. They went to order the boxing there last time, and they hit the order button like five times cause I guess it didn't show up right away that they had ordered it, we had a bill come for like $400 cause of it. And we were like 'oh look we've got the replays for free'. Wrong. We paid for every one of those replays. Husband was so pissed off with them." she sat back down with her coffee. "Now if they want to order a ppv, one of us have to do the actual ordering. The kids are not allowed."

Mom-:"Couple of the people on my friends list on here actually went to it." she was pointing to someone's profile who was getting their photo taken with a few wrestlers.

Sister-:"Like how she's trying to make us jealous eh?"

Mom-:"Not you, just your sister. Your boys are going to loose tonight." she pointed at me.

Sister-:"Well anyways, better get going." she picked up her purse and headed for the door. "Should I be putting a bet on this or something? Listen to her eh? Tries to come off like she isn't a fan and she's the one cruising the fan sites and stuff. Have fun, don't kill each other over your teams there."