To my Brother

Thank you for always helping me. Most people have a hard time understanding my unique perspective on the world, but you're always there to jump in and lend a hand or a fist, maybe even make a few bucks off the esteem you get from splashing my name around! But no matter, you blindly assist me in all my endeavors no matter how questionable. Your unwavering support has been my anchor in the tumultuous sea of my eccentricities.

From the outside, it might seem like you take center stage to sort through the chaos I often leave in my wake. Whether it's unraveling my intricate schemes or simply being a sounding board for my insane ideas, you've embraced the role with a blend of resilience and humor that only a sibling could muster.

Remember that coffee shop, where I seemed to be entangled in a web of complexity with that troublesome neighbor? Without hesitation, you stepped in as my right hand, my meat and muscle, with that intimidating and grim reaper like presence of yours, you showed her we’re a duo not to be played with, and affirmed my position as your forever baby brother in need off protection form a girl. I love how little and helpless I can allow myself to feel with you. Sometimes I have the urge to suckle at your teat, as you also symbolize the love and shelter of a mommy to me, in many ways. Your significance is truly multifaceted.

It's not lost on me that your assistance extends beyond the peculiarities of my personal life. Your willingness to engage in my ventures, no matter how illegal or potentially baffling to others, is a testament to the unbreakable bond we share. Your support isn't just about aiding me in strong-arming random women; it's about embracing the essence of who I am, quirks and all, and standing by me with an unwavering loyalty that only a brother can provide. For that, I am truly grateful. Love you Bro.