We’re a family, then. But in that case…
…quit touching my stuff, Abel. Or else, my “brother”, you’re going to get a Caining.
Time to disown the family then.
It’s like I’ve got 57 ungrateful cousins who leech off of my salary and then tell me how I have to earn it.
Heh heh. Yeah. “You can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family or government.”
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