Although you're a pain in my neck, you're still my brother.
And I love you, even though at times I don't show it.
You're the one who taught me how to ride a bike.
Even when I had cuts and oil grease on my legs, you still insisted that I keep going.
You are my first bully, always beating me up as a kid.
I was your first passenger when you drove that moped and crashed.
You were distant but whenever someone tried asking me out, you were there to scare them off.
Overprotective and a butt head, you are.
We may not be the perfect siblings but we try to be there for each other.
Happy birthday brother!
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HOME ALONE!!! AAHHHH
I thought I'd never see that movie again!
I was so bummed that they didn't show it for two years straight.
Or maybe I wasn't paying too much attention to tv?
Welp.
Macaulay Culkin was my favorite child star back then.
I would always look out for Richie Rich and Home Alone re-runs.
Ahh... I miss my childhood.
I miss the times when I could skip school.
My father left me all by myself to do whatever I pleased.
Which was sort of a good thing.
I went out to buy goodies and candies.
Come home and watch movies that would be considered HBO material these days.
I used to watch Armageddon, Twister, and classic cartoons.
My favorite was Popeye and Bugs Bunny.
Hmm... how did my father manage to afford cable?
Huh.
I guess that's the result of whoring yourself to the gov't officials.
I WANT MY CHILDHOOD BACK.
I didn't mind being alone.
In fact, I enjoyed it.
I don't care what anyone says.
Solitude is a wonderful thing.
Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.
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