Countdown to N-day

Hello fellow Candoreans! Wanted to hop on and let you know what's happening in the wonderful world of me. Well a few weeks ago Frank, my brother, decided that our bathroom was out dated and needed to be brought into the 21st century. I know a thing or two about Home Improvement, I watched the show for six years, and I knew it wasn't going to go as smoothly as Frank had hoped. He told me that it would only take four days to replace the tub, toilet, and re-tile the whole thing! Not doubting my brothers skills, but his motivation I knew there was no chance of getting the job done in four days. So as the great older brother that I am, smelling blood in the water, I started goading and prodding him until he made a bet with me, and with little effort I succeeded. We didn't bet money, partly because I'm broke and partly because what we did bet is worth oh so much more. I bet him that he couldn't completely finish the bathroom in 10 days, and if he didn't I get to kick him square in the N*TS. Now this big for me on so many levels. Any chance I get to inflict harm on Frank without suffering repercussions is a win in my book. Usually when I hit him I end up on my back praying that I blackout before he gets the tweezers. Yes I might seem more cultured that the average older brother, but deep down all brothers want to kick there siblings in the "cash and prizes." I don't know where it comes from, but it's hardwired into our DNA. I leave you with a collection of groin kicks to show you that brothers have been engaging in this activity for decades. Now if you don't mind I just heated up enough water to fill up plastic tub and I need to wash up.

Livin' Like It's 1809 Ya'll!

CLD