Alabama
...in the back of a moving mini-van. My mouth was dry, my nose was sore, and my eyes itched from sleep crust. A huge yawn escaped from my mouth as I tried to stretch my aching limbs. As I was stretching out, I accidentally kicked my little brother Sam in the head. So much for peaceful sleep, he woke up in a foul mood. He must have thought that I kicked him on purpose because he punched me as hard as he could in my leg.
I got really mad at him I yelled " Why did you do that, I kicked you by accident?" I punched him in his chest.
Now he was really mad, his screaming and his curses were pretty incoherent. He said something like " Punk why did you hit me?"
I said " You hit me first, call me another punk and I'll hit you again!" We probably sounded like two babbling drunks because we were half sleep and using slurred speech.
I was about to belt him one more for getting in my face but that was before he yelled "Auntie, Ron hit me!"
I said in a whinny little voice " He started it auntie, I didn't do nothing!"
"Knock it off you two, can't you see that I am trying to drive?\
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