This is my brother Rob. I usually mention him here in disparaging ways, but the truth is usually lost in the translation.This is a warning to him. He is just becoming too Euro. Mind you, I've nothing against the Euro, a fine bunch of folks and pretty currency.
With in the past 2 years, he as become an international traveler, a wine connoisseur, and he even carries Euros in his pants (money, not the folks).
It is just too much. Also too much, is his addiction to the Yankees. It is unhealthy, but that is another topic. He has to be stopped.
And now he has become a world-class snowboarder, purchased a Swedish car and wears fine Italian clothes. What has happened to the beer-swilling, dirty-clothes wearing, pig-stye -living brother of mine?Much of the blame I place on his friend (I can say that right? I mean if she is not a friend, what is she? She could be more than a friend, but at the very base of it, you can't deny she is a friend) Karen. A delightful girl from Ireland. I believe she has helped a major life-changing force overcome the slob, if you will, my brother once was.
Ok, I admit Rob 2.0 is better than Rob 1.0. He hasn't broken anything of mine since my rear windshield on the Jetta... But he paid for that, no he didn't. I do miss 1.0 every now and then. I hope 2.0 is here to stay, just quit giving my kids birthday presents in Euros...
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