Tuesday, 3 January 2012

My little brother is probably the most educated person I know. An English student of Cambridge University, he's quick to reference obscure Thomas Hardy quotes in games of Pictionary and the possessor of serious knowledge retention abilities. It pissing frustrates me.

Getting into an argument with him is pointless; he's cross referenced all your sources before you've caught breath, made you feel like a massive stupid and then shut the door behind you. I'm bigger than him so I can punch him quite hard, but he'll inevitably bequeath guilt with some counterpoint about brains / brawn. Life has since taught me to not bother starting.

For Christmas I decided to make all my family presents, shown above is 'The last word', gifted to my darling bruder. Also shown above is my recently failed driving test.

Think I might make a few more of these, it makes you feel like you're in some mad computer game when you use it. Everything you ever disagreed with can instantly be dealt with.

Council tax? NO.
PleasecometomybirthdaypartyI'dcometoyoursifiwasinvited NO.
The foreheads of sleeping children? Too easy.

Happy 2012 world.

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