Growing up with 4 sisters, with quite big age gaps, we had a lot of ridiculous rows.
This particular one was when it was just my Mum, Step dad and the teen twins living at home.
When they were 16:
“I ain’t stacking the dishwasher Dad, you take the piss, I’ve been at college all day,” on and on she went
Me: “Just load the dishwasher you entitled Princess, I used to have to hand wash all the plates and stuff for 7 people”
Her: “Its not my fault you were born in the olden days!”
(I’m a decade older)
When they were 10:
DT1 “it’s MY top”
DT2 “no it’s mine, yours is in the wash”
DT1 “Yours in the wash. And I know that because I wore yours yesterday and now I want to wear mine today”
DT2 then attempted to snatch the t shirt from her, resulting in them cat fighting and falling over the patio table, which meant they knocked my Jack Daniels over, my glass and a full bottle, so I turned the hose pipe on and drenched them 
Their bedroom also overlooked the extension; they’d quite often convince the other to go onto the roof then lock them out.
I also had an argument with them because I said Prawn Cocktail crisps shouldn’t be in the “meaty” variety bag as they’re fish, both were adamant that Prawns were a farm animal?! And that they’d held and stroked them. DUCKS dumbasses, i was on that farm trip, it was fucking DUCKS not prawns. Had to go in the loft and dig out photos.