My brother won't allow me to turn on the heater because he is going through what I presume is male menopause and is experiencing extended hot flashes. He argued that is was warm while wearing shorts and a t-shirt while I am freezing under 3 layers and a blanket insulated with magic manufactured in the former soviet union.
p.s. I spent far too much money on designer art toys.
But, honestly, how can I continue living without having this guy by my side:
p.p.s. Bender's Big Score is really cute. I've missed Futurama a lot.