I remember waiting outside of the hospital room when a slimy little mass of skin and bones was born, came out of the maternity ward, looked at me and said, “Sup deed!” I looked at him and decreed he shall be henceforth known as CHUBBA!

Ever since that day we have been torturing him with the the rules decreed in The Big Bwudder Handbook, the book we all know exists and can only see once you become a big brother yourself. Rules include making our bed, cleaning up after older brothers, eating the food we don’t want…you know the usual shenaners. This molded him into the excellent young man he has become, one of my best friends, and thus chosen as my Best Man.