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So my brother decided to drink tonight for the first time ever. It was kinda funny. Him and one of his friends got kinda obnoxious, but they were pretty damn drunk. Unfortunately around 3:30 this morning he came to my room to tell me he threw up... so i go clean it up... and he pukes again, twice, all over this expensive as all hell rug in our den... so im outa resolve and have done all that i can do to fix it tonight. Tomorrow he gets to make his first "oh shit the house is a mess, i need cleaning supplies!" run. Im excited for him. Now i am tired. Goodnight world.