Because we are Crosby and Malkin....except without the heavy Russian accent, superior skating skills and multi-million dollar paychecks.
Lil' B....I am so thrilled you're my brother. I don't remember whether you gave me the black eye or I gave you the black eye. I didn't have anything to do with The Mother of Us All giving you and the entire troop poison oak. I have loved every minute of every hockey game that we spent in Civic Arena. You have inspired me to be better at my job every single day. I am insanely proud of you finishing your master's and not giving up on wanting to stay in Da' Burgh. I cannot wait to stand with you in June as you gain a wife and start the next part of your story with Library Girl.
I love you, every last part of you (even the parts that drive me crazy).
This is so cute. Siblings have some kind of button - the drive-your-crazy button that they can access faster and more frequently than any other person in the world. But, you love them more than anything! :) Happy birthday to your brother! :)
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