My older sister would, on the rare occasion, make fun of my stutter. She would often make fun of me to get a reaction, sometimes it just happened to be my stutter she made fun of. She never knew her dad (he died when she was 6 months old) so if she ever made fun of my stutter, my go to comeback was something about her dad (pretty bad I know but she made fun of my biggest insecurity, so I made fun of hers). Anyway, one time when we were arguing she said, “at least I don’t have a st- st- stutter.” I came back with, “at least I have a d- d- dad.” She ran away crying. It was honestly one of the best moments ever for me because I was usually the one running away crying.