And the answer wasn’t even hard to figure out.

Shortest conversation I ever had with my brother:
Him: How is it my dog managed to get into so much garbage without you hearing him?
Me: Simple, really. It’s not my job to mind him.
*silence*
Ah, lessons learned with live demonstration. No guarantee it’ll be successful, of course, but at least this time he knew better than to argue with me.
Scratch that. He just tried to tell me his dog was better behaved than our two. Of course… the mess on the floor caught him in the biggest lie of his life. I love it when he makes kicking his ass in a conversation easy.

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