My brother hates his birthday
Well TOO BAD. As one of my favorite people on the planet, his day of birth demands celebration. And the fact that I’m his sister means I get to ignore his request for radio silence.
I already got him one awesome gift so one more will really send this day over the edge. Enjoy:
This is just one piece of a whole library of things that informs our weird, short-hand, twin-speak like language that confounds my father whenever we’re all together. Happy Birthday bud!
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