My brother, my cousin, and I.
In the subtropics, where you grow up in the swimming pool and Santa Clause wears shorts.
Squish over to early middle age where one gets ZERO attention from the opposite sex anymore and one lives in a freezer.
The corners of my mouth are turning down, like I smell something distasteful.
I had to pick sick Son#3 up from school early.
I fed him oreos while we snoozed on the couch.
Tomorrow the cleaner may or may not show up,
we just don't know.