So, how many of you out there suffer from Dorky Brother Syndrome? I've been a sufferer of DBS for 2 months now and I feel your pain!
My doofus of a brother found a new toy the other day. Yep, instead of playing with the toys Mom and Dad give us, he likes to play with junk he pulls out of the recycling bin. He got a yogurt container out the other day and was having a ball throwing the stoopid thing around for hours, oblivious to whatpup he was hitting with it! Dork almost got it stuck on his big schnoz, and there wasn't even any yogurt in it!!! I finally got annoyed and decided to chew it into pieces, knowing full well Mom would take it away once she saw we were breaking it apart. Ha! That'll teach him to throw stuff at me!