“And then there’s my brother Wally; he’s four years younger than me, and he’s the classic younger brother – a turd. The Turd is kind of like that old nursery rhyme about snails and puppy dog tails; he’s got the intelligence of a slug and he’s about as well house-trained as a Chihuahua.”

“And then there’s my brother Wally; he’s four years younger than me, and he’s the classic younger brother – a turd. The Turd is kind of like that old nursery rhyme about snails and puppy dog tails; he’s got the intelligence of a slug and he’s about as well house-trained as a Chihuahua.”

— Huston Piner