Day 88 is someone I've grown up with.
That would have to be my brother. We have worked on some of the world's "greatest" ideas, made some of the "coolest" clubs, and gone on the "wildest" adventures together. I feel weird when we're separated during things that we normally do together. I'm not looking forward to him going to Rolla for college. Who will lick me, poke my ears, pull my tail, crop dust me, and pick me up and run around refusing to put me down?
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