Yeah, Stan's my little brother, what about it? Sure, maybe he's not as big of a turd as I thought he was, but that only means I've got a whole bunch of OTHER turds to deal with, including my fucking dad, who made us live on this stupid weed farm! I'm 13 and I'm living on a FUCKING WEED FARM! God, I hate it here! Ugh, whatever - I've got Stan, my mom, my music, my TV shows, *and* my books, so I guess I'm not completely boned. But if you mess with me or my stuff, I'm gonna kick your ass, turds!