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Bro or Sis - who's the best?

This is purely from a girl's point of view. For obvious reasons.

So, who can be a good sibling for a girl? Brother or a Sister?

I have two brothers, so i can give you some inside info. Let's see how i can put this gently....it's useful to have brothers. How, you ask? As fellows of the opposite sex, it's good to know what goes in that brain of the male species (though i suspect there is very little going on there) - what fashion and style works and what doesn't etc. Very handy, i tell you, especially if you're a teen. It's almost like having a spy at your disposal, letting you on all the secrets. But, wait...there's a flipside too. You'll have to be careful because there's a big chance of you turning into a 'tomboy', what with all the constant sports talk in the house, pillow fights, doling out punches time to time etc. And, no wardrobe to share - unless you count the stinky socks that'll come your way.

But, having sisters can be either a "lotsa love" or a "lotsa envy" relationship. Either you have the most loving one who'll be your soul-sister till your hair turns gray or the worst competitive, petty, cat-fighting one who'll probably pull out all your hair till you go bald. Rarely in between. How do i know? Purely hearsay, don't sue me.

Maybe one of each kind would be the right balance. You can learn to give a punch and learn to cat-fight at the same time.

Ah, last, but the best of all - if you don't have a any bro or a sis, you lucky people, where are you? Can i trade places with you? Pleasssse.

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