“Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.”
“There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother... Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too.”
“Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.”
“Yeah, but I forgot to take my George Orwell-shaped multivitamins along with my breakfast bowl of Big Brother Os this morning.”
“My brother, Jason, came into the bar, then, and sauntered over to give me a hug. He knows that women like a man who's good to his family and also kind to the disabled, so hugging me is a double whammy of recommendation.”
“Oh, hey, maybe I should have mentioned that my friends are retarded douchebags.”