I have a very special relationship with my little brother. He's quite a sweet boy, really. No, really. He is. Really.
Here's an excerpt of some of the things that have been said in the last few days....
"It is fucking turbo-charged now." (He was referring to his recently souped-up computer... Hot Stuff asked if he was talking about his dildo.... have I mentioned how special there relationship is too???)
"Clorox THAT outta your frontal lobe." (Ok, I say this ALL THE TIME. Something about the idea of Purexing your brain.... but he has now adopted the phrase and, well, I'm a little scared but oh-so-very proud....)
"What? We have sex EVERY TIME you spend the night here." (Whoa... quick, explain that.... Hot Stuff said this.... about us.... not about my brother.... there is no Brokeback Mountain sequel being made in our house...)
"I just call her Betty." (Me referring to his -possibly mythological- girlfriend/stalker.)
"You just can't keep up with the fuckers." (Him talking about drinking with Australians.)
Oh Brother- Where Art Thou? I know there are some priceless gems I forgot to share.....