The Baby Brother dropped in for breakfast the other morning and this was how the first part of our conversation went~
The BB: Here, I brought you some pastries for break-… *glances at computer monitor* Fucking turn that off. It’s too early for me to be trying to ignore you looking at that shit.
Me: What do you mean?
The BB: Those pictures.
Me: But these aren’t gay boy pictures. Look, see this one is a guy by himself…
The BB: Yeah, but what about that one?? *gestures with his head* It’s poo.
Me: Mate, that’s a girl with a guy. Not two boys together.
The BB: It is not.
Me: *points out girl hands and curves*
The BB: See, what you have done to me. I can’t even fucking tell the difference anymore.
*acknowledges standing ovation*
And, thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
My work here is done.