I don't get along with my siblings too well. After we all got married and ruined our lives with kids, we lost touch and rarely spent any time together. When we all got together and rented a beach house in St Augustine, we were bloody sick of each other by day two. Then I busted out Simpsons Scene It. It turns out we all still loved old episodes and watched them frequently. We fought tooth and nail to get every answer right and played through twice. When I won the game, I stood up and told my brothers to stand tall. My exact words were, "A noble spirit embiggens the smallest man."