17 May 2011

My brother, the problem solver

I was telling a story from school that involved boy-girl drama. In a girls' dorm, whenever there is that sort of drama, people end up staying up til three in the morning talking about it. More often than not, it's blown out of proportion, but that's what girls do in the wee hours of the morning when they're talking about boys. My brother's solution?

"Sometimes I wonder why God didn't just make a special drinking fountain for women to have babies."

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