I have the best "fake" brothers in the world.
And I say "fake" in quotation marks because they don't include my real brother, but they still feel like brothers for the most part. I just don't live with them. That's probably a good thing. That's definitely a good thing.
But still. The best.
They're always there.
My girls are always there too.
But I'm talking about the guys here. :P
I absolutely love them.
I don't think I could hardly live without them.