A memory from our child hood. My sister was so crazy about the boys. She always had a boyfriend. Every time we see her she had the phone stuck to her ear. Moma use to be so mad at her because she would never answer the other line. So one day she wouldn't answer the other line and it was our grandmother and our grandmother walk to the house and saw punu on the phone and told her you are the reason why I can't get threw. Well moma took a pair of scissors and cut the phone card. Punu cried for days. That girl was boy crazy and phone crazy. This is just one of my memories I have of her. Miss and love Punu.