Dear Dustin and Derek,
*My brothers, not my ex boyrfiends - although maybe they could use a letter, too. :)
Remember when you two used to beat me up all the time? I couldn't ever really fight back either, whenever I tried and would bring out my full fury you would both laugh at my weakness. Well, I have something to tell you both. I used to lick all of our clean plates when no one was looking. There was just such satisfaction at dinner time when I'd see you eating off of them.
From left to right: Tiffany, Dustin (the one strangling Tiffany), Derek and me. 1984
LOVE the couch mom!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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5 comments:
Amen to that. I went one step furter and farted on their pillows when they weren't home. :P
love it! and for some reason, that doesn't surprise me!
Brit you are so funny! Life with brothers is so much "fun".
So you've been a tom boy from the start! Where's the pink bows and bracelets?
I was exploring your blog when I saw this...lmao...it's awesome, I can't wait until I show it to Dustin!
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