Dude doesn't watch football. He barely even knows the name of our quarterback. But guess who got tickets to today's game? That rat bastard, that's who.

"Oh, hey bargainmusic, guess what? I got two extra tickets to the Panthers/Packers game."

"Whaaaat?! That's awesome!"

"I guess so, if you like football."

"Are they good seats?"

"Yeah dude. Really good seats."

"Awesome! So brother, is this my invite to come along with you to the game?"

"LOL NOPE. I'm taking my 6 year old daughter and our 12 year old niece with me. They've never even seen a real football before, but they'll have a good time."

"Oh, well, that sounds like fun... I'm still here if you change your mind."

"LOL NOPE. Enjoy sitting at home all day."

I hate my brother...

Edit: Some of y'all think this post is 100% serious. It's not. I don't hate my brother. Not even a little bit. Would I have loved to go? Sure. Am I happy for my niece and cousin? Of course! It's gonna be an exciting game and I know they're all gonna have a blast.

KEEP POUNDING!