SHITS AND GIGGLES

Heya heya heya

So, this story is about my lil brother, like the youngest and his nickname is going to be called baby

Anyways, a few years back I had a guitar. Now, this isn't like a real one or anything. It was like the discovery ones

Anyways, I would play a random string or anything and start screaming/singing

I SAID HAYYYEAAA HAYYYEAAA HAYYYEAA, I SAID HAY! WHATS GOING ON?

And baby would go in to giggling fits. That was the funniest thing and I would giggle with him.

Me and him would sometimes scream it together....

What have I taught my baby? Lol alot of bullshit.

Also, yes I called him my baby. He is my brother but I call him my baby because when he was little, I don't know why, but I would cave for anything he wanted. Not the middle child tho. Baby wanted some of my cake, there. Like it was such a bad habit and now he just takes what he wants and I let him. Or if he gets in trouble he will come to me and cry on my shoulder. XD and I get yelled at for caving and holding him. He calls me nom. I love this boy lol