Familial Insults

Bubble-butt!
BUZZARD!~Steph
You're a bald buzzard!
You're the baldest buzzard that ever buzzed!~Ben

"Don't Do Drugs."

Secret Info on בִּנְיָמִין

Sometimes we overlook him and focus on the world-dictator parasite that lives on him, most often known as The Belly.

Background on The Belly

• Do not anger it or you take the chance of being absorbed
• It once took the U.S. president hostage back in 2005
• The true source of peculiar changes in weather are due to its movement.
• It is large enough to encompass entire black holes.
• It possesses nuclear potential.

If you find the sun strangely blocked, or the air suddenly cooler, get into the nearest cellar you can find and lock it. Do not look into the atmosphere lest you cast your eyes on his Most Blubberness. It will mean instant death.

Ben and Steph have gotten into the habit of feining brawls (because they'd like to have them, but Ben knows he'd pulverize her in her present state). This practice is enhanced with sound effects, or rather the same sound effect for every act of violence--pretty much your typical action-figure punch.

Hurry Hurry, drive the firetruck = dangit, move yer butt!

Goodnight handshake = evening greeting when one or both siblings are sweaty

For the record, we're not triplets. I wouldn't want to have to share a womb with Ben or his belly, and definitely not Jim. They smell--they're boys!

All time most powerful:

THE SECRET WEAPON. I get mad when Ben resorts to this, as it is a form of nuclear warfare.

THE BELLY: The other person attached to Ben. It fills up the entire universe plus a few black holes; if he moves in the wrong direction, it tends to block out the sun. It has made us a family of six, as it is a distinct and separate entity.

CALLIE our dog: She can clear out the entire house, and not even realize she's the culprit.

Tssssss... another way of saying HA; used by Ben and Steph

Sister Sister-Ben's other name for me, usually exclaimed in a muppet/veggietale voice

Sis-I have no idea why Jim calls me this because he randomly started it out of the blue, and it sounds so....movie-like?

Beauty hair, beauty hair, time to get the beauty hair! -
meant to be sung in a sing-song fashion; Jim and I started this little tune up when Ben (as a widdle boy) proclaimed he hated his curly hair. It was proceeded by chasing.