With five sons, there was always a fight over “whose turn is it to lick the bowl?”
Sheila would mix cake ingredients, and then the fight would start.
It’s my turn!
No it’s not!
It’s mine!
The same went for any leftover dessert.
It’s my turn!
No it’s not!
It’s mine!
It’s mine!
It’s mine!
It got so bad that Sheila drew up a list. And tonight, it was Ramon’s turn to get the leftover apple pie with whipped cream.
Ramon’s brothers watched amused and in silence as Ramon, thinking it was cream, poured mayonnaise all over his apple pie.
Weave a Web 
Ramon doesn’t carry grudges, he just gets even.
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