Anonymous asked: I think your whining is a little pathetic. Honestly, people are going to have more followers than you. Plenty of people have thousands of followers. I'll bet your little sister wasn't trying to brag, she was probably just excited to get another follower. As the oldest sibling, you should be more mature than that, unless you're like 13, in which case neither you nor your sister should even be on Tumblr.
I am fascinated that you found my tumblr so horrible. It is people like you that remind me the world is an absurd place and I thank you for that. Yes, many people have more followers than me. Is it so wrong to want a portion of the follower pie? I think not. My sister was excited, but was she grateful? I know I am grateful. Your concern that I may be too young for tumblr is touching and I assure you that I am greater than 13, as are all my sisters. Gnomies out!
go-save-my-unicorn asked: Hi! I'm Sabrina. As an older sister who does not fit in with her family people always gloat. Hell's fires hath no rage like mine.
Hello! It is a pleasure to meet you. It’s rough when they gloat, but at least we know we’ll always be the oldest and therefor the best. Hell’s fires have at least been soothed tonight with the delightful response I have gotten to my post.
celinedetardis asked: HI I'M CAREN. you've gained a follower because i like banishing all little sisters to the fiery pits of purgatory. (being a little sister and an older sister)
Thank you Caren. The fiery pits have already started to glow around my sister as she is well on her way to being banished. Your support means the world to me. Full disclosure, my sister, Kellagator, is also a little and older sister. She thought that was relevant. I did not.
Anonymous asked: I hope you make many new friends on your quest for followers.
Thanks man, I’ve already tripled my followers. It’s been a thrilling night.
Hey everyone. I commented to my sister that I’d gained a follower, so she went on a campaign to get more followers herself. Then, seconds later, she got another follower.
So, everyone, anyone, help me out here.
If you decide to follow me on this day, I promise to be a quality blog.
I’m a Hufflepuff. If that helps.
I need to win this.
I’ve actually gotten two awesome new followers.
Dear Tumblr. My sister has 35 followers and I only have two. It makes me sad because she won’t stop gloating. I promise if you follow me I won’t actually write about my cats. That was a clever in-joke with myself. I love Harry Potter and Doctor Who. I love social interactions. I love people. Will you follow me so my LITTLE sister can stop acting so smug? It’s okay if you don’t though, I understand. It’s a harsh Internet and my words are not that interesting.
So, my gingerbread houses…
It started with good intentions
it ended with me cleaning icing out of the dog’s fur, and my sister standing on the table to get the marshmallows out of the ceiling fan.
I would post a photo, but it collapsed and there’s really nothing left.
Powdered sugar settled over the wreckage.
I’m still lightheaded from shooting the marshmallows out my mouth.