Prudhoe Man
If you haven't already, go take a look at my brother's new blog. This is a different brother than the one who steals all my content.
Are you confused yet? Prudhoe Man is married to Lady Bossco and is six years older than me. There are still two other brothers and their families that I haven't talked about. Not to mention cousins.
He was the baby of the family for six whole years, and then I came along. It's understandable that he would hate me growing up, and he took to hating me with a special kind of passion.
It was wonderful when he moved out because he stopped talking to me and stopped licking his thumb to rub on the lenses of my glasses. I hated that.
But now we're cool and he no longer rubs saliva on my glasses. He works up on the North Slope, on Prudhoe Bay. A few weeks on and a few weeks off.
He was into photography in high school, which is what sparked my interest in it. His wife made him start a blog and he is posting great pictures from the Slope.
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I have never hated you; you were just fun to pick on. Besides that it was not only my job as an older brother to pick on you it was my duty.
Luv ya