Although I generally feel distant from my brother, there are moments when I know we are inextricably linked. One such moment was at dinner some years ago. My mom said the word "icebox" but both my brother and I heard "assbox" entirely independently from each other. We both started maniacally laughing and couldn't stop giggling almost the whole dinner, but nobody else heard it that way. That was good times.
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