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Sunday, April 23, 2006

End of an era.

I can’t dare my baby brother to do things any more. Last year he put his hand in the maggots and licked the sand crab for a dollar (each). He wasn’t going to jump in the unheated pool for a dollar at Christmas, but his mom kicked in another two dollars and that was enough. I really think he would have picked up the road kill for a dollar this morning.

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Anonymous a big brother said...

I think you're missing the point of having a little brother. You don't bet little brothers to do something gross. You MAKE little brothers do something gross, preferably be force, but verbal harrassement is acceptable too. You're robbing this poor boy of a valuable part of his childhood. It's a big bad world out there, you've got to toughen him up. Preferably by putting him in headlocks until he touches roadkill. Sure, it's hard for you, you love him. But ultimatley, it's for his own good.

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