The other night I got home from work and my brother was in sweat pants, a t-shirt, and his camo bomber hat. I asked him what he was doing wearing a big, furry hat inside and he said, "I just finished cleaning."
Later that night he yelled to me from the living room, "You owe me. I just finished your Little Ceasars for you."
Living with a boy is weird.
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Being a boy is weird. And awesome!
Actually, I don't think it's just "a boy" thing; sounds a lot more like "a brother" thing - don't ya think? I'm going to guess: younger?
I his defense, he probably actually did you a favor by sparing you from Little Caesars.
I love living with boys. Most of the time ;)
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