On Family

I’ve got a younger brother (he’s 21, I’m 23) who I love dearly. He’s a sweet kid, exuberant, and he makes a great impression on everybody he meets. The only problem is that he’s dating the psychotic harpy from hell. He’s a different person around her.

Just recently, he flew up here from Victoria to spend a week with the family, sans harpy. I was overjoyed. I got to spend a lot of time with him, just hanging out and talking with my parents and my wife Kaitlin. He’s leaving tomorrow, which is fine, because it was a fucking gift and a half to see Ben as he truly is, without some useless cunt latched onto his back screaming and barking orders and acting like a fucking nutcase.

Here we are.

(left to right) Me, my brother Ben, and my dad.

My family is a perpetual source of comfort and happiness in my life, and I just need somewhere to express how fulfilling it is to have all of us together again.

2 Responses to “On Family”

  1. superfoo Says:

    Daw, it’s a bro-dad-mance, for real. You guys look like you all want some steak.

  2. Alex Says:

    We were actually waiting for the turkey to be done. Thankfully we didn’t have to wait long. ;)

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