August 07, 2005
I know good and well that I caused my mama many a sleepless night with the way I behaved as a "yoot." I did some foolish things. But I didn't go swirling down the toilet like a turd when all was said and done. I learned to "straighten up and fly right," as my parents always said.
I think I blazed a lot of trails for my brother. He was never as wild as I was, but he did a lot of the same things two years behind me. When I did it, it was THE END OF THE WORLD!!!! When HE did it, it was "boys will be boys." That shitass still owes me for the punishment I took that he never got.
Don't get me wrong--- I LOVE my brother. But I've always wondered what my life would be if I'd had a sister. Maybe something like this, but I doubt it. Still, it would have been different if I'd learned more about the feminine mystique when I was young.
See... if my BROTHER had been my SISTER... well, never mind. It didn't work out that way.
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