I absolutely dislike my brother Leroy. At times he is very unpredicatble, but today he just uninterested me… I asked for his support listening to a radio program about memory of the European lowlands, but then he interrupted:
“Whoa! If I hear another thing about the European lowlands I’m going to shoot somebody!”
At first I was like “GET OUT!” but this morning I just subsided and began sulking. After all, he *is* my brother and I have to live with that…