Well, sorry to say, Vector, but... this is B12. Not the 'human race'. We're like, a higher lifeform here.
And modest. Really fucking modest.
But Naaaah. It's a great family atmosphere. Including the brother who beats you up lots, but y' still love him, 'cos he's a gigantic angry role-model, and the sister who's become really distant ever since she left school, and is always out clubbing late and making you worry. And then there's the little brother who you get on with surprisingly well, which kind of makes you a little skeptical as to you own immaturity, but, hey, he can quote more than half of an incredibly epic monologue that you couldn't nail back when you were in drama class, so who the fuck cares?
We got the next door neighbour, who thinks he's better than you. (Not many people like him), and the incredibly chill and reasonable, yet somehow still cool father figure. He's gone pretty laid back, lately, but he still whips out his golden hat every now and then.
The little bro who's not as little as the other little bro. (He wants to be an electrical engineer when he grows up. And good on him). Sure, you might get a bit jealous of the fact that in a few short years he will be making more money than you, but, everyone know's what brothers are for. Just as long as 1% goes to Toady, 's all cool.
There's the artsy older sister. She's drawn portraits for most of the people around here, and they're good ones, too. Great mix of sunshine and sensibility, but she's moved out, and doesn't really visit very often any more.
A cousin, who you kind of know. He once tried to take over the world. Managed to get a country backing him, before the rest of the world gave it a big F-U, and bombed it into nothingness, but it's fine. He don't hold no grudges. He pops in every now and then to say hi, but, you don't see him much other than that.
And, lastly, there's the other little brother, who, I guess would be older than one little brother, but younger than the other. He talks a LOT, but, if you get around to actually listening, he's a pretty smart cookie. That's if you can get around to listening. At first glance you'd think he's a bad rambler, but, somehow he just manages to save up all of his conversation time to deliver in half-hour doses.
So I guess I wouldn't mind having the older sister, who's talkative and fun, talks to you about books, and helps you with your homework. Not that I have homework anymore, but the metaphor is there. Though sometimes she has a tendency of finding a 'good problem', and shutting herself in her room for a few hours... or days.
... Whew.