I'm the second youngest of 8. It was serious ****. ^^ the only silver lining in it all. I won't be involved when the inevitable happens.
I come from a long line of alcoholic lunatics, many of whom have no idea wtf they did last night. Consequently, no **** bears any grudges. Works a treat, but a little bit of their company does go a long way.
My entire family are a bunch of self-serving, backstabbing bastards. Plus, the female gene is dominant in my family so they're all evil cows. Life is so much more peaceful when you just let them kill each other and take nothing to do with it
That's the only thing that's ever caused friction between me and any of my siblings. When my dad died, he left me his war medals. My older brother resented this because he thought that, being the eldest son, he should have them, but dad stipulated in his will that he wanted me to have them because, as I was the only one of his sons that served in the armed forces, I would know what they meant and what it took to earn them. My older brother has gotten over it now. We're good mates again, but he's still ****e at pool.
You seem to be getting very butch these days. I suspect Max's pheromones are subliminally turning you into an alpha male.
