Stupid defines both my brothers, in a good way I guess. Everyday there has to be a stupid commentary he must have. Sometimes we laugh at these things, other times my parents scream at him for how stupid it was.
Without my brothers’ stupidities the house wouldn’t be fun. There is just an endless list of everything they have said and done. Not too long ago my dad called my brother and told him to put a check in the mailbox, my brother’s response was: “Which mailbox?” Another one of my brother’s great lines was asking me if “La Perla” in Old San Juan had that name only for the San Sebastian festival weekend or if it was named like that forever. My brothers have had all sorts of accidents, tripped, fallen, slipped, and anything you could possibly think about. Most of the time we go to the park and try out something new like a new trick on the board or a new soccer trick they would fail in the funniest way. This is just my brothers’ natural way of being, they can’t help it. I don’t need to punch my brothers or anything similar because they hurts himself and it’s hilarious, they have never actually gotten to an extreme where they have broken something or anything like it. But I can say this; my little brother is weird in his own ways.
Living with my brothers can be very stressful sometimes, but other times it’s just fun and entertaining. If I would record all of my brothers’ stupid stunts and comments we could probably end up winning some reality show.
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