Last night I met a couple off of craigslist for a drink. I wasn't expecting anything from the evening, but we all go along really well. He's from Texas and she's from the area. She asked where I went to high school and then, when I told her, she asked if I knew my own brother. I told her he was my brother and there was this awkward moment. I downed half my rum and coke and then we started giggling. The rest of the evening went so smoothly I followed them back to their place. We'd all just kissed each other in the kitchen when it occured to me to ask out of the blue if she'd fucked my brother. She said she had, but not my oldest brother, the other one. I started laughing. Intermittantly through the rest of the night when there was a pause in conversation I'd turn to her and go, "You fucked my brother!" and we'd both start giggling. Her beau didn't know what to make of it.
3:09 p.m. - 2006-12-31
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