What are brothers for...

Well, even ignoring the constant spamming of text messages about activities I am NOT interested in, and not only sharing my bed, but pushing me off it at least twice a night - when I'm lucky or he is too tired- lately, my dear twin is trying to prove he's actually sent from the pits of hell to torture me.

...Today I woke up to the lovely tune of...this.

At max volume of course.

My dearest BIG brother.Let me tell you that you are most definetly not on the list of things I love anymore. Actually, I have a pretty good idea why your picture won't show. You are too evil even for the internet.

Next time you want to wake me up, take your time to grow a sense of decency.

Love,

SHINde.