Comics

Back when we were kids, I used to dread December 29^th. It was the day between my brother’s birthday (28^th) and mine (30^th, one year later)

Bro: “Ha Ha! I am 11, and you are only a baby 9 year old!”

But now we are older, the tables have finally turned.

“Ha ha! You’re 50, and I’m still only 48!!!!”

Happy Birthday, bro.