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Thursday, Mar. 19, 2009 - 12:06 a.m.

I got an email yesterday from my brother Jon regarding somebody he'd been friended by on Facebook.

He says he's heard from one of the neighborhood boys with whom we grew up, (hereinafter referred to by the pseudonym Norm DePlume) and wanted to confirm that this was him and recalled a few characteristics to see if I knew who this was.

I confirmed that yes, this was that same fellow. Norm and I knew each other since first grade, and before that boy-girl thing kicked in, we were really good friends. He lived two blocks down and one block over. He was my Marble Guy and my Hot Wheels Guy and when I acquired my first hammy, he was my self-appointed Hamster Guy. We played together a lot. We went to the same schools for the entire length of our mandatory education.

I told my brother: "During the very end of my Senior year of high school, Norm DePlume and I went to his house and fucked once during a lunch hour, and when we were walking back to high school, he wouldn't hold my hand because he didn't want to be seen doing that with me. Even though I had known him and adored him since first grade and I'd just let him put his pee pee in my hoo hoo, he didn't think I was good enough to be seen holding hands with him. My opinion of Norm changed after that. :-) But yeah, that's him."

Jon wrote back, duly mortified.

At which point I said "Well, feel free to bring it up in conversation. 'Remember that time you fucked my sister and then wouldn't hold her hand when the two of you walked back to high school together? Yeah, those were good times, weren't they?' ..."

I relayed my dastardly plan to one of the Usual Suspects during a recent chat, and The Usual Suspect said "Oh, you should add stuff to that. Say his dick was really small and that you had no idea when he'd finished."

Do I have good friends who understand me completely or what? :-)

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So I sent a rewrite to brother Jon and have given permission for him to use it at his whim.

And he'll DO it, too.

To quote Angelina Jolie, I am SO in love with my brother right now.

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Nothing else quite so interesting going on anywhere else right now.

As if I could stand it.

Have a good Thursday.

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