In regards to previous post…

Brad–trying to help me clean up the lemonade–steps right where I told him NOT to step because it was wet, leading me to (I know, I should be struck by a bolt of lightning) mumble, “Jesus, Bradley, I told you not to walk there.”
Brad: “Well, if I was Jesus, I would have walked on top of it.”

And this is why I constantly straddle the line between laughing hysterically and wanting to kill him.

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