to my big brother tonight. Fifty years old. Looks like my son. Genetic hopscotch, and clean living. Go figure. Now engaged to a beautiful lady. Neither of my brothers has ever been married, which has caused me great jealousy consternation over the years. Not that I thought they were gay. I can deal with that. It was dating 19 year olds that had me worried. That's not healthy! Like dominoes in southeast Asia, however, I believe it's a given my little brother will fall be blessed next. Share the pain glory, mon freres.
He better breed that woman quickly, lest he be unable to physically threaten his offspring upon reaching those teen-age years. Congrats to big brother...
Posted by: rankin rob at June 24, 2003 2:04 PMHe never reads this site anyway, so if you want to take some really cheap and nasty shots, I certainly don't mind.
Posted by: Jack Straw at June 27, 2003 3:46 PM