My brother (looking at the row of small scratches on my right arm): What happened to your arm?
Me: The fountain got me while I was trying to assemble it.
My brother: Oh. I thought you got mauled by a hamster.
Ah, family.
My brother (looking at the row of small scratches on my right arm): What happened to your arm?
Me: The fountain got me while I was trying to assemble it.
My brother: Oh. I thought you got mauled by a hamster.
Ah, family.
