P is for Pastrami

Being the devious older sister, I would all-too-frequently use the Lil' Bro's gullibility against him. For instance, when we'd order sandwiches from sub shops, I'd wheedle him out of his pastrami. "Oh no! That piece of meat looks dirty! You don't want to eat that, so you better just give it to me." It may have been faulty logic, but it was also effective and delicious.