Oh brother!

It must have been about 1976, mom, dad, Brian and I  had been in the car for hours. Brian and I were in the backseat of the 1970 green pontiatic. We must have been moving  to North Carolina. Mom was just trying to keep us quiet so we wouldn't drive dad crazy. My job was to learn to tie my shoes. Brians job was to be a big brother and annoy his little sister. Brian figured out I didn't like the smell of his grape bubble gum so he proceded to lean over as far as possible (invading "my" half of the back seat) and get within inches of my head. He then blew his sugar laced puple breath directly in my face again and again. Brian  thought it was funny and laughed.... I still don't like the smell of grape bubble gum.