My family is very funny. Last Thanksgiving my older brother, Ben, was telling us about how him and my other older brother, Joel (younger than Ben), they would always have fights at six AM at our old house. Then they went down to our cousins basement to play pool and thats when the funny stuff starts. Ben started calling Joel Master J. From then on his name was J, MJ, or Master J. Ever since that day, my life has been happy.
Here are my families profiles:
Joel: Broken wrist
Ben: Its all good
Me: Good. When I'm not good I'll talk about my problems.
Anthony: Good. (little brother)
Mom: Good.
Dad: Good.
