You really have to love my brudder.
At least he tells it like it is.
I get home from working out and he's in my living room.
"What ARE you doing?"
"Catchin up on House and NCIS. I haven't seen em in three weeks."
I hit the showers.
But when I come out, he's watching "Grey's Anatomy."
Sandra Oh is on screen and I just . . . well, I think she's very unattractive.
And I let that be known:
Me: "I think she's so ugly."
Brudder: "She ain't goodlookin', but she ain't ugly."
Me: "She's ugly."
Brudder: "She's 7 Bud Lights and a shot of Jager."
Me: "Sounds about right."