Brothers and Sisters

I love stories like this . You just know Dick choked on his Special K when he first learned about it.

Families are like that--you never know what you're going to get, and being related truly is an accident of DNA.

That's why I like friends. You pick 'em.

Don't get me wrong; I love my family. But there are some people I'm related to that share no resemblance in any way, philosophically speaking.