Sister, after you get your legs cut off, you'll be my little sister again. You'll be half as tall as me. You'll be my half-sister. Before you do that, let's compare our legs for circumference and strength. I remember when you were 15 and your legs were shapely, and all the boys wanted to squeeze them and take them on long hikes behind Pizza Hut. Yes, but that was a long time ago before you became elderly in your appearance. Now no one wants to look at you except people from the Social Security Administration.