My brothers are cooler than me. It's a fact. Chandler has the best taste in music and rocks an occasional mustache and Carter can yo-yo and do back flips on the trampoline. Seriously...I'm lucky if I can put my shoes on the right feet in the morning, and both my brothers are in a band/multiple bands. It's ok, because I get to reap the benefits of seeing said brothers in their bands on a Friday night. It was Carter's debut, too! So exciting. Did Chandler have a solo? yep. Did I cry? NO! yep.
I love them and couldn't be more proud. A shout out to Chandler and Carter for pulling their weight in the coolness department. Somebody has to do it. It might as well be them.
Just a little Voodoo Doo Doo...I think I'm funny. Does that make me cool?