I said to my brother "You're jealous about her having those guys around her."

He said "I'm not jealous. I'm paranoid."

I said "Jealousy and Paranoia are whores who hold hands while they skip down the street." Then I said "Man, that was pretty good. Write that down."

Go take my new survey, which is titled "get2knowyou". I typed it like a teeny bopper, because Jesus told me to.