It's tough being the youngest of eight brothers

It's tough being the youngest of eight brothers who can swallow their fists.
Most of them preferred making me swallow theirs most of the time. It's that sort of social persecution that drives a man to do things like this - who in their right mind would
buy a Skechers shoe. Honestly.
What other choice could you make? It's the S, and you are the S.
Which is a hell of a lot better then being the T. I knew a T once. Sad fellow. He had a thing for W. Loved her rigid lines and striking points, but, alas, it was not to be because
his X, Q, came back into the scene. She was having a fling with U; they were always seen together. T blew his top and became an I, always thinking about himself.
I allllways had to come before E, except after Momma C. Momma C and her extra special K had a problem with E. It all started at a LA rave where three OGs gave Momma C a free hit
of vitamin B12. But the rest of the letters were jealous. Whilst watching the X Factor in 3D, Simon "STD" Bennett went forward to
drive an SUV while eating a BLT to get to an MST3K convention in the US of A. The letters soon pulled funding from Sesame Street and appeared elsewhere, such as MLPFiM and STDS9.
But when I told them to MYOB, they just went LOL and ... HEY! Stop messing with my VCR! .... brb...

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