brothers [Theme] Page 15

What's wrong with you?
- You will laugh at me.
- Well, we're your brothers! In any case, we will laugh at you.

- What crime was committed by Michael?
He's my younger brother.

When two brothers fight, it is better not to climb - get both.

A brother is more than friend,
But a friend can become closer than a brother.

- There is Sam and Dean Gerlach-Gerlach. And what kind of slasher?
- Well, how to say... Sam slash Dean... together.
- I mean together? Like doves?
Yes.
- And they know that we are brothers?
- They put on this device.
- Phew, well, I did shit!

Sedna mom annealed: brother puts his hoodie in a bag, or*yn will not go, mother fits, neatly folds (the size is reduced in 2 times), calmly puts it in the bag and says the Girls already have Suva, and he a sweatshirt to put can't.

You are my God! I love to watch you play. Your failures upset me more than my own. When you hurt, I suffer. When you talk to me, I absorb every word. When you come to see me play, I am filled with joy. I hate to read or listen to anything bad about you. I know you're a workaholic, you are doing everything to become the first. From my point of view, you're the most talented among all players, and I don't have half your gift. The only thing I have more than you is hard work.

Even if it took 20 years or so, I'd be fine.
- Another 20 years?! I would have gone mad.
- Knowing that you're here fighting for me, knowing that you love me so much.

This is my family, which will soon become more per person. A brother or sister. Interesting. When he or she gets the first kiss, I'll have false teeth... what a world?..

- It is dangerous. You could get hurt.
- Just like you.
- In whatever idiotic story you're into, I won't let you go and one point.
I don't understand why you're doing this?
Because you're still my brother.

In childhood, boy scout camp I could not learn to tie knots. Everyone said that my fingers are not the same. Look at me now nimble fingers. I'll tell you about one of the best days of my life? It was in the same camp. I accidentally miswrote it, but I was not allowed to leave the room. The guy wouldn't let me. He mocked me. And I took it and called him a moron. I swore at him and sent him to hell. And everyone went silent because I said a bad word, and then began to laugh. And I couldn't understand why they are laughing: from the fact that I have described, or due to the fact that I swore. I tried to cover the wet shorts, but that only attracted attention. And everyone laughed more and more.
And Peter, my brother, was different. He was a counselor. Everyone respected him. By the way, with the knots he had no problems. She and dad often trained and tying knots. In General, he stood up, took me by the hand and took him to the toilet. He took off my shorts, cleaned me up, then took off his shorts and put on me. Then he kissed me on the cheek and pulled back. He was in his underpants, but no one laughed. It was the best day of my life.

I don't want to be the older brother his older brother!

- So, you're interested in Oasis plain?
- That's right!
- I have to say: we welcome clients of any race, religion, colour and... orientation.
- We are brothers!

- Let me guess - came for the Antiques?
- How did you know?
- See it in your eyes. Well, one double bed?
What? No, no, no, thank you! Two separate. We are brothers.