Ben is such a good brother. He came and took me to lunch today, but STILL didn't hang my shelves. Walking to our car I noticed a jeep parked next to me with a Mitt Romney sticker on the back.
"Ben, hand me your Sharpie."
"No! This is my favorite marker and I don't want it to end up in the evidence bin at the police station."
I was mostly kidding. He was not. He has a strange fascination with markers and carries a Sharpie in his pocket. I wonder if this has something to do with the lack of girlfriend in his life.
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