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oh brother
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Oh Brother My two brothers decided to party the night of New Years Eve. My perfect brother James had never had never done any drugs. He had never touched a cigarette or drunk a drop of beer in his entire life. Unfortunly, my brother Micheal had done all these things and much more. His is the son that every mother dread having. I guess you could say that he was the soul of the operation and all the peer pressure for James. I remember that night so clearly, almost as if I can close my eyes and it happens all over again. James and Micheal were crushing ice for mixed drinks that they planned on intoxicating them selves with. Micheal had already had a few beers and was working on another one. James was waiting on the ice. A few moments later I saw my perfect brother with a half empty glass in his hand. He had already started to act funny. I knew that it had to be that he was a virgin to the whole drinking scence. ”James, are you okay.” I asked. All that I got in response was a few mumbles. Mom thought he was just drunk, but Micheal being an expert because of years of experience knew that something wasn’t right. He said that James was getting a little too drunk, a little too quick. Then he said,” I’ve seen a fair share of cheap drunks, but no one has ever got drunk off a half of a screw-driver.” By the time that James’ glass was empty, he was lying on the floor using his arms as his only means of moving from one room to another. He had already lost all functions of his legs.
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