Childish Insults

When my sister and I were growing up, like most siblings we’d near enough kill each other after a word or two spoken in spite. Before the physical attacks would begin there would be an exchange of “bad words” and other such childish insults.  I would call my sister a pig and she would reply in a tone reflecting how utterly delighted with herself she was “Pretty Intelligent Girl, thank you”.
“Cow”, was my favourite come back to which Jenna would return “Celebrate OWednesday”, what? I thought it meant something that I hadn’t learnt yet, so, not wanting to appear weak during our word rally, I would never ask, plus I remember thinking that ‘celebrate’ started with an ‘s’ at the time, which made her retaliation even more cryptic!
It wasn’t until my brain cells started reproducing a little quicker than I was killing them that the penny dropped. Ahaha
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