On my way home from work driving with the Little Brother I swerved to avoid a dead animal in the road. First brain thought wow that really looks like it hurt, poor little racoon.
Out of no where my bro screams, "What the hell was that....a monkey?" It took all of me to keep from running into the tail end of some suburbanite's SUV.
I turned and said, "What the hell are you thinking about we don't live in Zimbawe. Why would a dead animal in the road trigger thoughts of chimps?" Folks sometimes I just don't know about him. One might incorrectly assume that he's smoking dope but no that's The Little Brother 100% sober.
Not completely sure why he went all Hakuna Matata on me but I should be used to it by now. When he has these dunce cap moments trying to reason with him is out of the question. Take for instance the time I told him about reading that Taco Bell didn't use real beef.
To this he responded,"I know that's why I eat the steak." WTF????? If you know where he was going with that can you leave a comment and explain it to me. Sometimes when he makes little funnies I think it's intentional until I look at him and he's staring back like what's the problem. He doesn't realize that makes whatever he said funnier.
Not too long ago he told me that movie soundtracks don't include the music played during the movie. I attempted to explain the concept of a movie soundtrack but it didn't seem to make a difference. And think he's someone trusted to count medication and fill prescriptions. It boggles the mind.
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LOL...how old is little brother...this cracks me up. Reminds me of my little bro (no longer that little, but still, one crayon short in his crayola box)
@Diva, the Little Brother is 23 and he really isn't that little when I think about it. I remember being the tallest of the kids and now I'm the shortest. At least I'm still the oldest, you know if my dad don't have no other stranglers out there!
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