My brother has become a problem for my family. Although has always been volatile, I love him – he is my brother – but you don’t go taking sides with anyone against the family, not ever. Donald Jr has a good heart but he is weak, and stupid, and this is life and death. He has broken my heart! I am thinking of taking him on a fishing trip to Lake Tahoe; will this put an end to my family’s misery and the darkness that has infected my soul?
What’s the point of siblings anyway? Mums and dads seem to think having more than one child will be great for everyone because they will be darling playmates and entertain each other so that the grown-ups can look at their iPhones all day long without being disturbed by annoying children all the time but in reality what happens is that while mummy is deep in Candy Crush Saga, someone is having their eyes gouged out with a piece of lego and someone else has been drop-kicked in the face and force-fed half a kilo of yellow play-doh.
Hope that helps,