This weekend, Linda and I went to NYC with my brothers Sean and Glenn. We stayed at Linda's aunt's place in Soho. I'd nearly forgotten what a good time I have hanging out with my brothers. We went to Grace's birthday party (Linda's roommate before I tore Linda away) and didn't get to sleep until after 5AM.
On Sunday morning, while we were just hanging out, Sean said "Holy shit?". I completely forget the context, but I responded, "I don't think I've ever been asked that question before." From there, it became a recurring joke. One of many. Did you know that? I bet you didn't ever know that. (that's another recurring joke)
My brothers are wicked cool.