Gold-digging the person I call “brother”

Wednesday, September 22, 2010



Since he was born, I pretty much hated my brother for all sorts of things – clothes, toys, food, even the attention he gets from the gerls. But since he went to the States, I do admit that I miss that SOB. This may sound so gay but I do love my brother. Fact is I love him even more…

…because he’s fu**ing earning much more than I do and he’s so cool that he gave me something that I can use for work and for watching adult entertainment. Dude, if you’re reading this, I’m not trying to sell you. I wanted to but, hey, you’re there and probably you’ve been sold to some rich MILF. But seriously, thank you.

So gaiz, meet my girl.

HP Pavilion
Together with my ex.

P.S. Dude, should you decide to become less worldly, you may also give your Mac Air. I’m holding your baseball cap as hostage. Thou shall meet my demands on or before Christmas.

2 comments:

Easter Lois said...

so ihambog jud ag lappy hahaha now you should be blogging more

L.A. said...

Yes, my dear. I am now. :)

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