Well, technically, it's tomorrow, but since I post so late, chances are you're reading this on May 2, in which case, yes, it's my brother's birthday.
I give my brother a lot of crap, and pretty much, he deserves it. But as my parents claim, he is my brother, so I guess I should say something nice about him.
Hmmm.
He's my favorite brother. There. That was nice.
In honor of Josh's 29th birthday, here is one of our favoritest public service announcements that we used to watch growing up.
Happy birthday, Scrote.
