HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY to my big little brother, he of the spiky orange mohawk fame, also known as the radio station intern, artist, writer, fellow leftie, and future actor, filmmaker, and dramatic voice-over dude extraordinaire for movie trailers. Forgive me for forcing you to sit next to me in all those photographs, for almost pushing you down the porch steps in your baby carriage, for trying to choke you every chance I got, and for endlessly referring to you as Mr. Potato Head. Stop calling me "bro," sheriff.
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