Friday, June 6, 2008

Things to mention if I ever have to give my brother's eulogy

When I was a little kid, Radio Active Slog (my twin brother) and I once had a huge argument about cookies. They were chocolate chip, we had a huge plate of them and we were sharing them. Oh, and they were imaginary.

We got into a fight about the imaginary chocolate chip cookies, because it took me three bites to eat each cookie, while it only took him one. I don't remember who started the fight, and why. Was it that my cookies were bigger? Was it that Radio Active Slog was eating more cookies? I may never know. But the way the story goes is that after hearing my brother and I fighting Opera Mom, our mother, took away the imaginary cookies, and the imaginary plate they were on, threw the imaginary cookies in the trash and put the imaginary plate in the sink to be washed later.

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